This is a song about "Weed and cocain"

All these rappers talk about is sex money and weed

Long as i can feel my heart tap like happy feet

That's because thats these compton streets was built not to win

Need some weed and acid for your satisfaction

I'm tall, lanky, smoke weed and keef

Eyes all stickin' like honey on bees

Of the coke and the smoke of weed

The drug that they brain need

I'm a king.you should kiss my pinky ring

From the weed staining and all thats remaining

We have so much in common, starting at the feet

And methodists got money, baptists suck, roll the weed,

Outstanding clout, what up greg street

Started out with just alc and weed