This is a song about "Weed money girls and school"

When they twist and talk with they fingers

Spit that knowledge, and peace my girls,

"kill this nigga, guns and weed"

Last of a dying breed

Not pussy weed money bullshit, my life through pain

And i'm the only fucking rapper without a chain

I used to sneak and smoke stress weed

Umm, this lane is open if, if you need

I can always go home and look down my street

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

Avenue that avenue i'm doing more than just passing through

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

Meka scary, turn his white ass to a jim carrey twin

Girls, power, money, it ain't my motivation,

She was the queen of the club

With some weed and a cup