This is a song about "Weed and rats"

Still i ve the money and there's nothing better than some weed..

Niggas clocking dollars don’t know how to read with mouths to feed

Lemme roll dis weed up and take hit

Uh, yea yea, turn me up a lil bit

Have no souls indeed

"kill this nigga, guns and weed"

Trapping with the hood rats

But you don't have a chance

I'm a fucking rap star

And delete that weed you are

Silent momentman, i been missing you

Rolling weed and smoking it too

Developing cavities cause revenge is sweet

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

I done put them percs down, think i'm 'bout to relapse

Help out a friend who's living with the rats and eating scraps