This is a song about "Weed past"

And bijies like im out and

So i don't share, my past

Redan road, that’s my street

Put up and smoke that weed,

Convicts in streets slangin' dope smokin' weed

Outstanding clout, what up greg street

Hip-hop's unbalances got out of hand

I got weed, hash; when i breeze past, breathe fast

And you don't wanna go to clubs no more and

I got weed, hash; when i breeze past, breathe fast

Yes it will be in the past

Trying hard to speak and

You know i only smoke that bomb weed,

Yeah i know we never got to meet

Sweet jesus, where's the weed

Swear i will murk any beat