This is a song about "Selling weed"

Got you gassed about the pump, selling jewelry as well?

Thought she hot i swear, probably rougher than hell

They want me unemployed, until i hit the streets

You rap about selling weed and money schemes

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

Now im thinking rapping weed, rapping weed

Cause i got a big fetish with the feet

Who substituted for this weed

Bring on the new replacement, selling dope on the pavement

Of the baby not bein' digested by a fuckin' hungry punk