This is a song about "Shake and weed"

And we stumpinbut can't catch the beat

Of the coke and the smoke of weed

Rolling weed and smoking it too

Knowing that i need you

Come to my concerts ill shake my ass and thats a fact,

Enough fucking atheist rappers to get a nun slapped

I heard a bump and a little shake, a lot of noise.

Everything be rem, my eyes look like them chinese boys

Tryin hard to hide my face

Weed and rapping weed in jays

She's on my line like i'm fishing i got that

But here i am, ricky bobby, shake and bake it

And delete that weed you are

I guzzle up at the bar