This is a song about "Weed is my only freind"

My only cure is pretty girls who gon let me peep

Wolf gang in this bitch, nigga, we six feet deep

The only thing that i can see is god's forsaken my soul,

Chevy filled up on petrol, times like this i just roll

I am my only nemesis, my escape is where the exit is/

And i can't denyi had some bitches in new yorksome puerto rican bitches

Funny how money, chains and whips make me feel free

Some synth weed now my vision is blurry

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

I got two whole tears in a bucket

Got tired of running from the police

Hi my name is chris, i'm a weed thief,

My only faith is philharmonic, mixed with logic

Man these songs that i made in my bedroom and shit

Box logo on my muthafuckin' chest

Its sad that the fact is this schwags my only friend