This is a song about "Streets weed and heart break sad"

But i ain’t jacking, i’m chasing dreams

My heart sank when my bro was shot in the streets,

We use cakes to get by, by the dudes in blue

It hurts when you break your trust, sad and true

With some weed and a cup

Throwin you a dub

Never gives me a break, then he takes my heart away

Can't flex i hit the blunt more than once a day

Better yet a genie baby make ya first wish

Or perhaps sad and they forget all of bliss.

Type of nigga to jerk off to his own sex tape

White streaks on ya face evidence of heart break

And too me that's whats so damn sad

It's cause of you, see, you let him do that

Let's enjoy our younger years

Weed smoke, booze and violence