This is a song about "Weed n brews"

Long as i can feel my heart tap like happy feet

Now im thinking rapping weed, rapping weed

Cause i got a big fetish with the feet

Of the coke and the smoke of weed

You need a gram of that favorite weed?

Then bossip for gossip, ybf in concrete

Im high as a bitch smokin weed

Cause they right down the street

You know...you know who you are

Crooks with coolers filled with brews are colder

Who substituted for this weed

I said i got my ass beat

But fuck it, we love to smoke weed,

Indubitably i'm too street

Outstanding clout, what up greg street

Who be puffin that weed