This is a song about "Xbox weed"

But fuck it, we love to smoke weed.

When it came to grams it was 90 i fried

Only thing between me and your bitch is a latex

Took my xbox remains and smashed both of his legs.

See i was in my room, on my old xbox.

Rapping as i'm mocking deaf rock stars

Hot whips somethin cold on my feet

Now im thinking rapping weed, rapping weed

Sweet jesus, where's the weed

From the back seat, back seat

The only time i flirt with her

(sorry, ma'am, xbox isn't a rapper)

My father's dead, well i don't know, we'll never fucking meet

But don't subscribe to mainstream parties smoking weed,

It'll last for all these crazy days

Weed and rapping weed in jays