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

Uh ha, you know what

With some weed and a cup

Tired of making money, i'm on to making history

2:26 // verse 2: you went to the girls school, in the year below me

Tell mr. hill we ain't trippin, we cool

And even your friends at school.

Better yet they work my every nerve

Money, mansions, girls and golden retrievers

Redan road, that’s my street

"kill this nigga, guns and weed"

You little young-ass motherfuckers

Pretty girls/ practically swirls and curls

Sometimes i think, what i need

Started out with just alc and weed

My father's dead, well i don't know, we'll never fucking meet

All these rappers talk about is sex money and weed