This is a song about "Weed got me"

My guy got all the good weed

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

I'm gettin discouraged with her

Always got that dank weed like a dealer,

Said that they tried to give him like a hundred years

But i ain't got no weed, no phillies, or no papers

The people ain't got shoes for they feet, or food to eat

And methodists got money, baptists suck, roll the weed,

Nigga fuck you cracker, i put you six feet

Momma caught me tryna sell some weed

Good weed get me high, other drugs make me die

Luchador like i been masked but still remain fly