This is a song about "Your a weed theif"

But hey yo look, money from across the street

You need a gram of that favorite weed?

A hit,coz i already got weed

Umm, this lane is open if, if you need

But what if they spent a day without fucking a hoe or weed

The people ain't got shoes for they feet, or food to eat

I'm on this beat, like a stoner on weed.

Then bossip for gossip, ybf in concrete

Paintin perfect pictures ain't never worked, my misery

You worship weed like its shit you need, makin your mind jittery,

Best believe i'm leaving with more of those

The aroma of weed instantly fills your nose,

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

A clever cat getting jiggie / smoking that sticky weed

See, the luxury that we accustomed to, i take a smut to eat

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