This is a song about "Smoking weed till my eyes bleed"

At night water flow to my eyes ill be a thug till i die

True to the gamei claim outlaw riderswe give a fuck what they try

I need my respect, you can keep all the features

Smoking skunky weed, my nigga got caught by some teachers

Tap my partner roscoe like bruh, i'm drunk as hell can't you tell

Mary's empty eyes, they bleed as she's dragged down into hell

Smoking crews like good weed or cigarettes

Thats my surroundings in compton, have common sense

So we can live again

If you aint smoking this weed then

And ya section know when any day tecs could blow

Smoking on that weed, straight from chicago,

Smoking weed with depression,

What up girl, tell me how you been

Smoking weed and listening to rap

Platinum and gold, you gots to love that