This is a song about "School weed"

Convicts in streets slangin' dope smokin' weed

But hey yo look, money from across the street

My friends were off at school

Gotta lotta stuff, fool

Started out with just alc and weed

From the back seat, back seat

And even your friends at school.

Champagne, foreign names in my pool

I keep my money neat

"kill this nigga, guns and weed"

Nightmare on any street

Put up and smoke that weed,

Do it moderately, now everyone smokes weed,

Chasing for the wind but you never win the track meet

Now im thinking rapping weed, rapping weed

Translation cause my life is too sweet