This is a song about "Weed and promethazine"

I used to sneak and smoke stress weed

Cause i got a big fetish with the feet

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

I'll tell you true stories, how i coldly hold heat

We going weed, women and some alcohol

Wreck these thangs, have em looking like halle berry's car

My father's dead, well i don't know, we'll never fucking meet

All these rappers talk about is sex money and weed

Weed smoke, booze and violence

And the v12, that's on various trips

Eyes all stickin' like honey on bees

I'm tall, lanky, smoke weed and keef

And we stumpinbut can't catch the beat

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