This is a song about "Weed bitches and thugs"

We bone em like thugs n harmony nash em and go

Fuckin' squirrel, bet his girl still buy the tape though

Daylight saving times all the time on this block of mines

Without the racist hicks and ghetto thugs jackin' bikes,

Rappin' real, and because i got thugs, i'm packing steel,

Metro zoo in here, with my crew in here

I ain't for that work, trying to see my daughter walk

And yo young thugs be actin like tupac,

Weed and rapping weed in jays

Give players plenty space

Put up and smoke that weed,

The drug that they brain need

Of you wannabes rapping bout thugs,drugs, and sex,

Ironic this verse was conceived while drivin’ a lex