This is a song about "Weed and bitches"

Nigga i'm a hundred miles far

And delete that weed you are

We can count the stars on the hood in your father's car

We going weed, women and some alcohol

That hands you weed and alcohol

Yeah, i'mma let the chips fall

And get a hall pass for this class-act shit

Lemme roll dis weed up and take hit

Long as i can feel my heart tap like happy feet

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

With some weed and a cup

And maybe i am but

Sometimes i think, what i need

Put up and smoke that weed,