This is a song about "Scooby doo and weed"

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

I can always go home and look down my street

And no matter what they do, there will never be another you

But don't let it fool ya dude, i don't want ya to scooby doo

Your girlfriends man cheat, cheat

Put up and smoke that weed,

We going weed, women and some alcohol

I swear, i kinda feel like she's slightly bizarre

But this ain't physics or rocket science

For a bit of weed and chips

What, what ... project shit what

With some weed and a cup

And delete that weed you are

6 o's pay for my car

You know...you know who you are

That hands you weed and alcohol