This is a song about "Weed gangs"

Weed and rapping weed in jays

Left brain, super 3, creator ace

Now im thinking rapping weed, rapping weed

Yeah i know we never got to meet

Convicts in streets slangin' dope smokin' weed

If you see a bad bitch in the passenger seat

Obviously oakland gangs ignore this carelessly

I'm bi-polar, women know a nigga ain't an enemy

Smoking kalifa , my weed the best

Half your body laying on my chest

It's odd that they say that the crack kill blacks

Kidnapping girls, killing niggas for gangs

For the whole week, no time for cold feet

I used to sneak and smoke stress weed

They just don't give a fuck

With some weed and a cup