This is a song about "Weed and bitches"

Indubitably i'm too street

Started out with just alc and weed

Dougie fresh up in the hood and he's bringing me my weed

Stuck in positions. if victims can't stand the heat

Swear i will murk any beat

I used to sneak and smoke stress weed

From the weed staining and all thats remaining

I was like a young simba couldn’t wait to be the king

Still i ve the money and there's nothing better than some weed..

See, the luxury that we accustomed to, i take a smut to eat

And a nose full of chowder, he's choppin' up all the doubters see

Told them i love it when bitches roll up my weed for me

And ya'll don't know no beef

I'm tall, lanky, smoke weed and keef

With some weed and a cup

Bitches is artificially duck