This is a song about "Weed and my girl"

They frontin', they charles s. dutton movin' garbage

Good morning texts from my girl and her friend bitch

I get that work from my face

Lost a friend and my girl in two days,

And in my ghetto weed was a typical stuff

It's the dc thang, incase you ain't notice

And i'mma show you how the south was won

Got my backpack filled with weed and a nice bong

Like i went to sierra leone in a homecoming dress

To say you're my girl and to treat her like an empress

I woke up screaming, fuck the world

My ex girl heart is so bruised and burned

Tryna remember all does times my girl and i made love

I done seen embalming fluid ruin a nigga promise

And that you should beware of a girl with my past.

When miles davis cuttin lose with the band