This is a song about "Weed brotherhood"

See money talk and these days

Weed and rapping weed in jays

Smoking kalifa , my weed the best

I confessed bein' atheist, they said i was possessed

Sweet jesus, where's the weed

Sometimes i think, what i need

Started out with just alc and weed

For the whole week, no time for cold feet

Redan road, that’s my street

I used to sneak and smoke stress weed

I’m way harder than the concrete

Of the coke and the smoke of weed

Put up and smoke that weed,

Last of a dying breed

Yeah i know we never got to meet

Convicts in streets slangin' dope smokin' weed