This is a song about "Weed and fr"

Five shots she ready to leave

I'm tall, lanky, smoke weed and keef

6 o's pay for my car

And delete that weed you are

They like talking, its like gossip

With some weed and a cup

That hands you weed and alcohol

My pen sparks the benchmark i fench off tar

We going weed, women and some alcohol

This the hardest shit you've heard from la this far

Long as i can feel my heart tap like happy feet

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

A wife on the runfull of common bluntsunconditionally married

Still i ve the money and there's nothing better than some weed..