This is a song about "Respect and weed"

We're young and we don't give a fuck

With some weed and a cup

Then i blow, i’ma close out the par

And delete that weed you are

My respect for you becomes worse and decreases

The look of no hope on my niggas' faces

Rearrange yo rocks you got a gang of friends, money

Respect cash and its powerful guarantee

Still i ve the money and there's nothing better than some weed..

Livin' off ya dreams like christina uh-milian in the front seat

Den i put that ho on the welcome mat

Smoking weed and listening to rap

And methodists got money, baptists suck, roll the weed,

Niggas clocking dollars don’t know how to read with mouths to feed

African queen got what you need

Started out with just alc and weed