This is a song about "The weed your selling is shit"

And she got the bomb, i'm talking tick tick

Your shit is dead and outdated

Yea i smoke weed, but what's the fuckin shit that you're smoking?

You kidding meit's really nothing to me and my king

See, the luxury that we accustomed to, i take a smut to eat

So catholics hold your rosaries, baptists pray and roll the weed,

I can't hold back, it's time to attack jack

On the track, cuz your shit is whack

Ghandi and the dalai lama and other words, shit they sound like a bag of weed for me

Niggas can't see mei dedicate this to you punk motherfuckers!this one's for you, big baby

This the weed song light up when its on. smoke that shit til your mind is gone.

Yesterday i saw a b-girl crying; i walked up and asked what's wrong

My shit is mean,but the you're the one who wanted to battle now keep your

Can't use the phonecause i'm sure someone is tappin indid it before