This is a song about "Weed is what i love"

The look of no hope on my niggas' faces

She can't rush what i love/ floating free like a dove/

But fuck it, we love to smoke weed.

I keep my money neat

You are now face to face with a thorough pharaoh who be down on death row

All i see is green, cash signs i mean. weed to though cant forgot about the kush bro.

I mean she ya first love what you expect

Might as well get it off yo’ chest

Nobody can make me quit what i love, even if they did

Ghetto whip you lisa like your margerie and homer's kid

Coz i got fans i know what they love me

Once mr. woods was all good, now a nigga only

No matter how angry or sad love and self-respect is what you knew

I don't wanna ever come down from this cloud of loving you