This is a song about "Weed 420"

And older women put a nigga on their bucket list

"hit 'em up" like 2pac, 420 in "faggot you're finished",

Weed and rapping weed in jays

Tryin hard to hide my face

420 scorching, got us blazing mary

Headband endo, ya'll ain't ready

Who be puffin that weed

Cause they right down the street

From the back seat, back seat

Who substituted for this weed

I've got a paper plane, it's propelling my buzz

It's something that shows you and 420 my greatness

So, suicide i perceive, before i slide on that ring

Daking 420 even prime would cut the shit your spitting

Outstanding clout, what up greg street

Sweet jesus, where's the weed