This is a song about "Weed and pills"

And delete that weed you are

That gyal want mi ride har

And the kitchen table is were i find my pills

Pg, riverdale, largo, temple hills

In life she the wife who was right in that deep end

Slang some lean and pills so i can pay the rent

Party, poppin pills, and poopin on slutty bitches.

And i know you lookin at me like you don't speak english

That hands you weed and alcohol

I'm in my other car

Outstanding clout, what up greg street

I used to sneak and smoke stress weed

On my mama nigga, i be gone for months

Pop pills and smoke a million kush blunts

So she takes some whit pills and says so long

Cuz you f-frontin and f-fakin its just plain wrong