This is a song about "Weed bitches and alchoo"

I know you're mad, but so what

With some weed and a cup

I used to sneak and smoke stress weed

I keep my money neat

Put up and smoke that weed,

Nightmare on any street

Cause they right down the street

Of the coke and the smoke of weed

My talent should take me places i've never been

Need some weed and acid for your satisfaction

And if you feel i'm wrong, baby you should tell me this

I'll take there homies,family and bitches

And delete that weed you are

If there’s a shining star

Bitches fiend, cut in half like the laced weed,

Outstanding clout, what up greg street