This is a song about "Weed n hoes"

This is love, nothing else close

I show up with four hoes

Best believe i'm leaving with more of those

Dreaming about the cars, clothes, bitches, and hoes,

Family is all i need but indeed them too can run me right up a tree

Lyrically giving these hoes a chance to listen n' live in felicity

Put up and smoke that weed,

Cause they right down the street

Love reefer and love sneaker above those

Im killing niggahz and they hoes

Body doze, who ? give em karate blows

Alwaysstay ahead of these stank hoes

Sweet jesus, where's the weed

Indubitably i'm too street

Who substituted for this weed

Outstanding clout, what up greg street