This is a song about "Tom smokes weed"

Sweet jesus, where's the weed

I keep my money neat

Cause they right down the street

Who substituted for this weed

My bitch likes to cut the dope and bag it for a fee

Somebody sue me, like tom cruise in that movie/

Started out with just alc and weed

Then bossip for gossip, ybf in concrete

Cause i got a big fetish with the feet

Do it moderately, now everyone smokes weed,

Style is patent, the measures is drastic

Tom ford tuscan leather smelling like a brick

Translation cause my life is too sweet

But fuck it, we love to smoke weed.

Momma caught me tryna sell some weed

But hey yo look, money from across the street