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

The aroma of weed instantly fills your nose,

Boogyin' with jesus and a bunch of nazi hoes

Nigga, rap, you fuckin' suck probably

Pussy, money weed is the current policy

And even more alarming is the fact

Fuck with me you'll get smacked, get the weed and shit packed

B.i.g. said it; so i entertain like cedricstandin on the trunk roof top unit city

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

You rap about selling weed and money schemes

Regular girl, celebrity dreams

Lifestyles of the kid who never had shit

My weed is just like your head i fucking hit it.

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

And you just wanna tell her everything she might need