This is a song about "Weed and bad b tches"

I miss ya like a bitch with big tits and her brassiere, b

If we thinking success is only measured by your money

When i am mad, and things look bad/

Can't win with a passive attack

Picked up smoking weed ever since bad trips,

By the water, au revoir to my audience

Young money, d-town's all star

That hands you weed and alcohol

Cause we done did that

Told me whats good and bad

Some niggas ain't got no luck

With some weed and a cup

And delete that weed you are

And could i be a star

We going weed, women and some alcohol

See, i like the person that you are