This is a song about "Weed bitches bongs 420"

Weed and rapping weed in jays

Left brain, super 3, creator ace

Nigga i tranquilize a bucketful of crabs damn right

Smokin bowls out of bongs and sniffin lines of white

Born a brute, hitting bongs n' zoots im lost in youth

I make my old bitch buy me all the latest shoes

And i wish i had #420 bucks in my back pocket

Straight conch got a nigga feeling seasick, oh shit