This is a song about "Weed boy"

Git out my face looking boy

Ain't like my job or guys i employ

Now im thinking rapping weed, rapping weed

Sometimes i think, what i need

"kill this nigga, guns and weed"

Even when y'all deep, y'all still all sweet

Hey, looking boy, what you say looking boy?

The world's too much for the soul to enjoy

Hold up, hold up, hold up, we bear the croix

Little gay lookin' boy

Who substituted for this weed

Redan road, that’s my street