This is a song about "Weed jamaca"

Mr. automatic bang, bang, bang

Weed i can't pronounce man

Now the first week sales can't hardly compete

You need a gram of that favorite weed?

Long as i can feel my heart tap like happy feet

Now im thinking rapping weed, rapping weed

I miss the better days

Weed and rapping weed in jays

But fuck it, we love to smoke weed,

African queen got what you need

I keep my money neat

Of the coke and the smoke of weed

Who be puffin that weed

Outstanding clout, what up greg street

When it came to grams it was 90 i fried

Im high as a bitch smokin weed