This is a song about "Weed good"

Blind fucking hate inside my heart, guaranteed

Now im thinking rapping weed, rapping weed

But hey yo look, money from across the street

You know i only smoke that bomb weed,

Baby, you got that super bass

Weed and rapping weed in jays

Indubitably i'm too street

But fuck it, we love to smoke weed.

You need a gram of that favorite weed?

The revolution will proceed

Last of a dying breed

Who be puffin that weed

But fuck it, we love to smoke weed,

I keep my money neat

I don’t want nothing to do with you, i’m through with you

Rollin you up like good weed, shit i'm just gloatin' too