This is a song about "Weed all the time"

Your rhymes while the illuminati is in your mind all the time

Swear to god man it ain’t a rhyme, i grind for a piece of mine

Bring me fame, maintain all the weed that's going to my brain.

Man in the mirror, i can’t get my shot again

Eminem is the greatest of all time

Looking at the sky, hoping a light would shine

You was just there all the time

Westside, bitch i run mine

My guy got all the good weed

Indubitably i'm too street

I think about her all the time

Oh, i was raised by the stop sign

All i see is green, cash signs i mean. weed to though cant forgot about the kush bro.

Where to begin when love ends on a bad noteor being honest make the trust grow

She the one i give all my time

Ye' and killa cam', the world is mine