This is a song about "Weed bitches bongs 420"

Shawty look half indian and never say a thing

Daking 420 even prime would cut the shit your spitting

Mama ain't raise no fool, true

420, respect you but here to stomp you

Tryna get inside your mind without that night shift

"hit 'em up" like 2pac, 420 in "faggot you're finished",

I don't give damn about grands see my mind's on a grammy

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

Great and 420, i spit bullets faster than an armed gunmen

Who endorse them, should pull the plug and stick a fork in them