This is a song about "Weed n hoes"

That's gon' make it hard to smile in the futurebut through whatever you see

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

Even when y'all deep, y'all still all sweet

Sweet jesus, where's the weed

Makin tacos, fuckin hot hoes,

"listen to the track bitch!" echoes

We out here chasin hoes

Guess i’m different than most

Keep it trill for the hoes

This life i chose

You chasing hoes, we replacing hoes, bag and pass them hoes

Sorta like drano...you know how the game goes

Here they keep a rachet close

I show up with four hoes

You actin' like i'm out here rapin' hoes

Now i play the roosevelt and i cop rose