This is a song about "Scooby doo and weed"

For a bit of weed and chips

Hold it..now thank you for silence

Put up and smoke that weed,

If it's me that catch you, you're fried

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

I don't really give a fuck

With some weed and a cup

Rolling weed and smoking it too

Raised by a momma who, who

And getting money is the song i sing

From the weed staining and all thats remaining

Weed smoke, booze and violence

I can taste the salt from my tears