This is a song about "Scott who smokes weed"

The revolution will proceed

Put up and smoke that weed,

Out there on my bumper like a city cop

Hell, probably be scott-free, doubt i'd be duly caught

Im just a lonely under achiever who wreaks of weed and low self esteem

But whatever it is baby hope you pledge to your dreams, forever my queen

Nightmare on any street

"kill this nigga, guns and weed"

Asked them do you know who stole my weed

When it came to grams it was 90 i fried

Scott, but ya better not forget it

No car key and i mean that

Then bossip for gossip, ybf in concrete

You need a gram of that favorite weed?

Now im thinking rapping weed, rapping weed

Developing cavities cause revenge is sweet