This is a song about "Smoking weeds"

You wife ain't shit, we g'd her

I'm jokin, smoking reefer

Liven every day smoking that jamaican

Then sip on this remy til they turn me up some

Your bitch is a hood bitch you can find up in these streets

Just let us leave your streets and you can take our weeds"

And my only fear's a wedding ring

Eight in the evening and we're up smoking

My jordans high-top, snapback fitted cap

Smoking weed and listening to rap

Openly smoking dope from the grocery

Look it something they can't ever see

Been smoking tryin to stop stressing

Come downstairs with nothing but a shoe string