This is a song about "Richie weed"

Indubitably i'm too street

Sweet jesus, where's the weed

But fuck it, we love to smoke weed,

Swear i will murk any beat

Blind fucking hate inside my heart, guaranteed

Momma caught me tryna sell some weed

And 5-0 they work for us, walk the beat

Of the coke and the smoke of weed

You can disown him or stone him

Smoking the best weed in berlin

Put up and smoke that weed,

Outstanding clout, what up greg street

You know i only smoke that bomb weed,

She leave the bathroom with a nose bleed

When it came to grams it was 90 i fried

Who substituted for this weed