This is a song about "Weed is good"

Yeah got to the club early just to get in free

Some synth weed now my vision is blurry

Come on kids, fuck that class and hit that bong

When life is too good to carry on

All they talk about is money, weed, and cars/

I'm an eskimo, nigga, i got cold bars

Check me i be jumping out the coupe, swagger through the roof

With them jordans on and the sheep coat, the weed smoke from that good kush,

Get easy then you'll see is just the weed and sleazy dreams,

Indeed, the flow raw just the same as my levi jeans

Shit i represent is killin' niggas and shit

My weed is just like your head i fucking hit it.

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

And for the time being lets me in love with the moment