This is a song about "Weed all the time"

After all the weed....now i m feeling very high...

Living in jail, this is hell, enemies die

Fake lives..smoking all these weed in the milligram

Niggas ruin your plans, it’s best to do what you can

A couple pair of lips, i'm smoochin' on ya panty line

Crossing all the lines, time is only racing time

Chrome lips on the forgi's damn near swallowing the street

Limited edition weed, brings out all the peoples greed

Deep questions, cloud my head all the time

Paid homage to the struggle that's before mine

Go inside the mind, you will find the mine

Smoking meth, weed and popping pills at the same time

It took time -- but finally the cash was mine

Eminem is the greatest of all time

And you ain't bothered a bit now, baby

From all the weed i'm inhaling lately