This is a song about "Weed and intelegence"

For a bit of weed and chips

3m's on my new balance

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

Blind fucking hate inside my heart, guaranteed

Lemme roll dis weed up and take hit

The real muscle in the message of that

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

See, the luxury that we accustomed to, i take a smut to eat

Swear i'm trying to get through

Rolling weed and smoking it too

We going weed, women and some alcohol

I'm tellen you one day these suckers gotta fall

Even when y'all deep, y'all still all sweet

Of the coke and the smoke of weed

You rap about selling weed and money schemes

They want me unemployed, until i hit the streets