This is a song about "Smoke weed make money get high dont worry"

A rebel tho, i dont hold my lips

Weed smoke, booze and violence

I been all around the world

Smoke to much weed to burnt,

Nigga i dont spend my money on weed i keep my bands up

With a rosa parks state of mind, i don't give a fuck

Redan road, that’s my street

But fuck it, we love to smoke weed.

The revolution will proceed

I used to sneak and smoke stress weed

You know i only smoke that bomb weed,

Then bossip for gossip, ybf in concrete

Im high as a bitch smokin weed

From the back seat, back seat

High heel wearer, hell of a body

Its over now, but dont worry about me