This is a song about "Weed bitches bongs 420"

Sweet jesus, where's the weed

What do i really need

Bitches fiend, cut in half like the laced weed,

Then bossip for gossip, ybf in concrete

Cause now it's on for you and me, all i can see

And that goes for don, 420, justin, carl, great, and randy,

Money, cash, hoes, 420's the cleverest verse,

When they twist and talk with they fingers

Umm, this lane is open if, if you need

Now im thinking rapping weed, rapping weed