This is a song about "Weed money bitches"

You rap about selling weed and money schemes

I know just what you need nigga that know when to leave

I can always go home and look down my street

Now im thinking rapping weed, rapping weed

Satin to the silks, i'm icy when it's sunny

Pussy, money weed is the current policy

All these rappers talk about is sex money and weed

Long as i can feel my heart tap like happy feet

Not pussy weed money bullshit, my life through pain

You in the basement, i'm on the roof again

"kill this nigga, guns and weed"

She leave the bathroom with a nose bleed

When it came to grams it was 90 i fried

Who substituted for this weed