This is a song about "Weed shredder danny and lynnda"

You rap about selling weed and money schemes

That's why i keep my pistol when i walk the streets

For a bit of weed and chips

Cdg shit match my kicks

Down to smoke when i got kicked out and when my heart through a shredder

I bet you like these rap niggas, ain't going to write it better

But i don’t mean top 40 hits

Weed smoke, booze and violence

Umm, this lane is open if, if you need

Of the coke and the smoke of weed

We can count the stars on the hood in your father's car

We going weed, women and some alcohol