This is a song about "Ripe weed"

I get that work from my face

Weed and rapping weed in jays

Kicking swahiliindeed nature feel my first seed

But don't subscribe to mainstream parties smoking weed,

And we stumpinbut can't catch the beat

Now im thinking rapping weed, rapping weed

Ripe and furbished with lies and cries tied in earth's cervix

And i don't do colorful jeans or shiny kicks

But fuck it, we love to smoke weed,

Indubitably i'm too street

But don't like that about pipe or weed

African queen got what you need

And you're, approaching me right

Your ass looks plumb and ripe,

A hit,coz i already got weed

For the whole week, no time for cold feet