This is a song about "Weed all the time"

Corduroys, cam will shine

You was just there all the time

But knowing me i prolly never meetonly speak when a fan speak

This world is is all about greed, pass the weed, course the bleed, indeed,

Chasing money in the city of crime

Of course we can't forget the greatest of all time,

From the weed staining and all thats remaining

‘cause he could die any day and you still the same thing

And getting money is the song i sing

All the time i missed in rapping

Swear i will murk any beat

My guy got all the good weed

Put my plight in the verse, i bring ‘em closer to mine

Smoking meth, weed and popping pills at the same time

And now these hoes are on my line

Yeah, im the greatest of all time