This is a song about "Weed bitches and thugs"

Niggas say goddamnniggas is funny as hell

And blacks are lazy thugs on crazy drugs and welfare,

I'm out bk with these fast girls and all my cash good i miss slow bucks

Open guts and close em shut, bringing harmony by showing bones of thugs

Put up and smoke that weed,

If it's me that catch you, you're fried

In a malcolm x shirt chillin' with the ku klux

Misled by mtv and bet, turning to thugs,

That hands you weed and alcohol

The engine in back of my car

But i know i see better days

Weed and rapping weed in jays

Bitches fiend, cut in half like the laced weed,

I can always go home and look down my street

European model white bitch is eating donuts

I move rock on the block with my glock and thugs