This is a song about "Weed jamaca"

I said i got my ass beat

But fuck it, we love to smoke weed,

Blind fucking hate inside my heart, guaranteed

Now im thinking rapping weed, rapping weed

Indubitably i'm too street

Momma caught me tryna sell some weed

Started out with just alc and weed

And 5-0 they work for us, walk the beat

Sweet jesus, where's the weed

Translation cause my life is too sweet

My guy got all the good weed

I keep my money neat

Even when y'all deep, y'all still all sweet

A hit,coz i already got weed

Who substituted for this weed

From the back seat, back seat