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

I was twelve when the gunned you

Rolling weed and smoking it too

Cause there'll never be peace

I'm tall, lanky, smoke weed and keef

So my outlook's dim and my house is eventually without any heat

So catholics hold your rosaries, baptists pray and roll the weed,

For a bit of weed and chips

They gettin chips, they flippin bricks

We going weed, women and some alcohol

I'm tryna better my chances of becoming a star

Indubitably i'm too street

I used to sneak and smoke stress weed