This is a song about "Weed is bad"

Them people, they talking

You see weed is a mellow thing

Crushin up untill weed it is fine dust (fine dust)

All the bad strippers gotta greet me with the government

So i'm just making sure my verses count for something

Winning is my habit like wiz when weed puffing.

And just in time your head is mine

No rhyme is a bad rhyme

Now someone is dissin' me? well oh shit, that's bad,

We never tattle, let god handle that

Picked up smoking weed ever since bad trips,

Hold it..now thank you for silence

They talk to me saying all i should do is kill,have sex and smoke weed

My heart beatsechoes into the cold streetswhere nightmares and darkness begin to meet