This is a song about "Weed and boys"

Bumping heavy d and the boys

No blunts, lil' bro wan' roll up joints

And put another half a mil in my bank account

Against them boys pushin and shovin you around

With mp3s more dated and faded than the boys and heavy d

Lips, hips, hair drops down her back, crazy, body frame, crazy

If it's me that catch you, you're fried

Of the coke and the smoke of weed

With some weed and a cup

So i ain't giving a fuck

And i'll knuckle up with any fucking one of you fuck boys

All you smokers reggie i'm in the telley making a bunch of noise

So hold back ya tears

Weed smoke, booze and violence