This is a song about "Boyfreind spliffs"

Shitto me that shit sound delicious

Hitting the big spliffs while i'm spitting vicious

Glad trash bags, throw them in the black bags

Grab a few cans two spliffs with the lads,

Hitting the big spliffs while i'm spitting vicious

Say a grown man can separate lust from love

Shall increase when we meet up in this dark placeyou might think you're happy with him

Evoking emotions, sharp explosions to the notions of a spliffs devotion.

In the face of adversity, i prepared a verse to see

And smokin spliffs till i get high as astronomy