This is a song about "That loud weed"

Back wood, the tree i’m ashing out

And if you come through with that loud,

With that weed in the air

I said hey, you right there

Damn it's so loud, see 'em drop in my weed smoke,

Spent a long time coming up this road

I'm a fucking rap star

That hands you weed and alcohol

We have so much in common, starting at the feet

You need a gram of that favorite weed?

And maybe one day his kids, something that he'll live for

So cower when you hear that loud knock at your door,

The drug that they brain need

Put up and smoke that weed,

I like my weed real loud real loud

I've got nothin' to worry about