This is a song about "Weed dealer boy whit fire and them girls"

But got love for them girls

Talking of the gods you serve

Hand to hand in the cold

Boy and girls watch me unfold

Learn it by the g code, fire under them street clothes,

I take tokes while you little niggas take notes

They slowly showin they colors

Spit that knowledge, and peace my girls,

I've become immune to you no name haters

Hurl the pendent and send it to them girls/

Lookin' at me, now they know my face

Weed and rapping weed in jays

"kill this nigga, guns and weed"

If it's me that catch you, you're fried

I know what you do with that

Girls, traffic and some things tragic