This is a song about "Weed and mulah"

Long as i can feel my heart tap like happy feet

And methodists got money, baptists suck, roll the weed,

Dressin' down like a villian', but only on the block

Smokin' weed and bamboo, sippin' on private stock

We going weed, women and some alcohol

And this still the hardest shit you've heard from la this far

I'm tall, lanky, smoke weed and keef

Ima let her be by herself in peace

Cause yo ass got me fiending for ya so far

We going weed, women and some alcohol

That's why i keep my pistol when i walk the streets

You rap about selling weed and money schemes

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

Of a convertible elopin' to get married