This is a song about "Squads and weed"

Then i blow, i’ma close out the par

And delete that weed you are

Weed and rapping weed in jays

And i got them gold bottles, first place

Sometimes i think, what i need

I eat shrooms, and smoke a fuck-load of weed,

Gas women then return ‘em like a rental car

We going weed, women and some alcohol

You can hear it in my lyrics

For a bit of weed and chips

Rolling weed and smoking it too

I think i could save you

With some weed and a cup

I love you though i'll still fuck