This is a song about "Weed and cocaine"

Me and my peeps often meet

Started out with just alc and weed

That hands you weed and alcohol

As i'm watching the snow fall

And that cocaine industry has us americans so fascinated,

Homie will never love her, although he'll probably have a fit

On cocaine to try and cover up her pain

I turned into something they never became

Throwin you a dub

With some weed and a cup

Of the coke and the smoke of weed

When it came to grams it was 90 i fried

"kill this nigga, guns and weed"

Hot whips somethin cold on my feet