This is a song about "Weed and the streets"

The mean streets, water flows through vessels, and relationships,

Ignorant denim no wonder i got mad kicks

We have so much in common, starting at the feet

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

Of the coke and the smoke of weed

For the whole week, no time for cold feet

Let's rap together and make good beats for the streets

Because i'm seventeen, compose my own beats

I was underground but wasn't trying to renew the lease

Blaze the weed, and burn a week of miseries.

Its scary in the streets and most dont really get this

But you been looking for love in all the wrong places

Weed and rapping weed in jays

Baby got that super bass

The way she walks and causes a fuss

Allot of weed in the streets ...breathless