This is a song about "Blowin smoke"

Im spittin fire you blowin smoke

A nigga just got paid and we still was broke

I'm why baby mommas leave

Write and same time blowin reef.

And when you fuckin' for the night, you don't need a heart

Blowin smoke slow like hoes throwin crack in the cart

Blowin/ out lava from my pen, the liquid volcanic

Hypetrack that and send it, nigga it's a sack shit

On my way back home

Stop blowin up my phone

Pathological liars even know i'm the truth

Zylo-sylo, blowin' like missiles tunes,

Chasing for the wind but you never win the track meet

Then came the news like a cold wind blowin' off the heat