This is a song about "Ur mon"

Jeremy scotts, 3 stripes

Remember stand up for ur rights

And ur never on his level

As i light one for ill will

Remember stand up for ur rights

I used to have dark nights now it’s bright lights

A place to spend my quiet nights, time to unwind

Sever ur memory from ur head n' ur mind

Marijuana smoke doesn't damage ur mind

Never bad-handing nothing, therefore i grind

Growin out my dreads, i'm bob marley mon

Come on girl, close your eyes pretend that your home

Got loads of bad #chemicals inside ur persona 'n' ur feeling ill

Cause every girl i deal and fuck, it's always against her will

Like mitt, rom-ney, with his fuck-ing dumb, mon-ey.

I'm a g, and this is something you can't see