This is a song about "Weed and ganja"

I can always go home and look down my street

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

We're young and we don't give a fuck

With some weed and a cup

I'm in a rare breed, extraordinary league

Dougie fresh up in the hood and he's bringing me my weed

Blind fucking hate inside my heart, guaranteed

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

So catholics hold your rosaries, baptists pray and roll the weed,

My father's dead, well i don't know, we'll never fucking meet