This is a song about "Weed and mates"

And all they wanna do is be with me, even my mates girls

Yea, dc boy today i'm out the stadium with dollars

Lemme roll dis weed up and take hit

Cause now you got me hopped up on that

And tell all you mates that im killin you

Gucci man, it's the gucci crew

Of the coke and the smoke of weed

I’m way harder than the concrete

I'm from the number one place on the map

Smoking weed and listening to rap

Rolling weed and smoking it too

And real bitches don't respect you

Long as i can feel my heart tap like happy feet

Dougie fresh up in the hood and he's bringing me my weed

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

Blind fucking hate inside my heart, guaranteed