This is a song about "Weed anthony lance high"

Now im thinking rapping weed, rapping weed

But hey yo look, money from across the street

Indubitably i'm too street

Put up and smoke that weed,

Sometimes i think, what i need

You need a gram of that favorite weed?

Redan road, that’s my street

But fuck it, we love to smoke weed,

Ima tell you that's a lie, lie, lie

Look i'm fly, super saiyen high

As i take you through a ghetto nigga's lullaby

Good weed get me high, other drugs make me die

Hot whips somethin cold on my feet

Im high as a bitch smokin weed

But i am flying high

And i know that your supply