This is a song about "Bout to get smoked"

Every battle you get smoked, that's why your name is smokey

That bastard was buzzing like woody so we get it for free

Shut up cunt your bout to get slapped

With such an ugly picture in it and

Niggas bout to get rocked in they mouth.

Hundred racks of hundreds in the stash house

I'm the wonder woman, let me go get my rope

Get smoked he's a big joke trying to not to get broke

This beat is bout to get slain

You're not usin' your brain

I dare you to approach n watch you get smoked

To packin' up and leavin' notes, and gettin' ghost

Let me blaze the ''king'' like a blunt, get smoked off your throne,

And one day you're gone grow to be a rolling stone

But i pray these everlasting groupies don't fuck up this love

Now i bout to get higher, hallucinate in the darkness