This is a song about "Weed and hookah"

I can always go home and look down my street

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

You rap about selling weed and money schemes

And i ain't spend a minute up in the streets

Twista finna get up on the track

Smoking weed and listening to rap

Umm, this lane is open if, if you need

Of the coke and the smoke of weed

That gyal want mi ride har

That hands you weed and alcohol

The things they say went a little too far

We going weed, women and some alcohol

From the weed staining and all thats remaining

Escobar season begins, so let the semis ring

Wordplay for days, smoking haze for days

Weed and rapping weed in jays