This is a song about "Weed and squad"

I pray to god and stay in squad, playing hard, blazing skies,

Get ya' cake right, every chicken wanna slice

My ex bitch bitter now cause everything sweet

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

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

So they hurtin but what's for certain you can get you some heat

If you see a bad bitch in the passenger seat

All these rappers talk about is sex money and weed

Of the coke and the smoke of weed

Even when y'all deep, y'all still all sweet

Yeah hail mary full of grace

Weed and rapping weed in jays

From the weed staining and all thats remaining

I'm a king.you should kiss my pinky ring

Been spending most our lives

Weed smoke, booze and violence