This is a song about "You only want to sell weed and play cod"

Always wanted a piece of the pie, now it’s sliced right

//those forced to sell their bodies and hustle to provide

Agree, only want to thieve and carry pieces,

I've got a paper plane, it's propelling my buzz

And you just want to get to class

You can't be wiping your ass

Momma caught me tryna sell some weed

For the whole week, no time for cold feet

Get a glass and put chris on, yea

Cause that's the only way to play

And i want you to stay

For us to find our way

And all i want you to say is

Babe you know it gets no better than this

I’m way harder than the concrete

You know i only smoke that bomb weed,