This is a song about "Weed money drugs bitches"

Cruel shit like pussy money weed talking bout that's what you

If you could read between the lines come and get your issue

And you just wanna tell her everything she might need

And methodists got money, baptists suck, roll the weed,

Believing my genius schemes are conceiving a seamless dream of weed n' drugs

Cause lord knows, for years i triedand all the other people on my block hate your guts

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

Bitches fiend, cut in half like the laced weed,

Chasing for the wind but you never win the track meet

All these rappers talk about is sex money and weed

And i'm all out of money cause i bought drugs for some party,

When you rapping how i'm rapping, they fellatio free

I'm out bk with these fast girls and all my cash good i miss slow bucks

And he was married to my grandmother for money n drugs