This is a song about "Weed and intelengense"

Weed and rapping weed in jays

Thinking of bliss and the good days

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

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

And delete that weed you are

I'm in my other car

All these rappers talk about is sex money and weed

Chasing for the wind but you never win the track meet

This the hardest shit you've heard from la this far

We going weed, women and some alcohol

Smokin' weed and bamboo, sippin' on private stock

She can only take so much more than her heart got

We going weed, women and some alcohol

I'm tryna better my chances of becoming a star

I used to sneak and smoke stress weed

For the whole week, no time for cold feet