This is a song about "Who has the weed"

Where god at? i need to call him

Smoking the best weed in berlin

Who substituted for this weed

African queen got what you need

Every motherfucker who has known me has broken bones,

That they probably be in the closet of old folks

All the while my mom askin' why i'm truant at school

He who has the gold, makes the rule,that's the golden rule

Who has the right to reign,

Through all the rain and the pain

Who has been sitting for about 20 minutes,

Stealing a clip for anyone squealing they lips

Long as i can feel my heart tap like happy feet

Full speed has been stampeded by this good weed

They're tryin to say that i don't care

With that weed in the air