This is a song about "Weed and cars and xanex"

Started out with just alc and weed

Outstanding clout, what up greg street

And shrimp might run and tell the pigs

Yeah, fancy cars, big bodies and fresh kicks

Of the coke and the smoke of weed

Indubitably i'm too street

Weed and rapping weed in jays

But she took it in his place

Neighbours washing cars and reading fucking magazines.

We gotta find peace and end the war in the streets

She is far bizarre

And delete that weed you are

And i park cars i don't pay for the meter,

It's like we both forgot what we were fighting for

And i park cars i don't pay for the meter,

And it's 2 clips, i get out to play for