This is a song about "Weed and hookah"

Baby, you know who you are

That hands you weed and alcohol

See money talk and these days

Weed and rapping weed in jays

Of the coke and the smoke of weed

When it came to grams it was 90 i fried

You know if you was harder than me then you'd be lead

All these rappers talk about is sex money and weed

E-t-i-h, w's, double d's on her knees

I'm tall, lanky, smoke weed and keef

Wish i could shed all these tears

Weed smoke, booze and violence

I said i don’t give a fuck

With some weed and a cup

Chasing for the wind but you never win the track meet

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