This is a song about "Weed and kil"

From the weed staining and all thats remaining

So she graduated, rich nigga wife training

Gas women then return ‘em like a rental car

We going weed, women and some alcohol

Smokin' weed and bamboo, sippin' on private stock

I'd rather not live like there isn't a god

We gettin’ chicken but these skinny models wan’ eat

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

Got me thinkin' 'bout better days

Weed and rapping weed in jays

Last of a dying breed

"kill this nigga, guns and weed"

When you spill out hits

For a bit of weed and chips

And delete that weed you are

That gal want me ride har