This is a song about "Weed and gang"

Weed and rapping weed in jays

See money talk and these days

We use cakes to get by, by the dudes in blue

Branko brothers gone and gang wars too

Livin' off ya dreams like christina uh-milian in the front seat

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

Smoking weed and listening to rap

St. louis, detroit, chi-town, nap

And 5-0 they work for us, walk the beat

I eat shrooms, and smoke a fuck-load of weed,

And delete that weed you are

Your music in the car

Put up and smoke that weed,

I need to beat

Half my peers, they're stretched for years

Weed smoke, booze and violence