This is a song about "Bud"

Puffin' on the bud, when the bong shinin' bright,

Like whenever i look up, i'm expecting the light

I'm bout to stick the whole game up with no gun

And nip these wack g's in the bud while they're still young

//got a little smoked out, this is for the bud

Who the fuck invited mr. i don't give a fuck

Nah, niggas they dont wanna let me win

Strictly cali bud that's no confession

So i turned to straight bud which i was prone to provide

She brought you in this world so i'mma sex her right

N-i-c in rikers island, downstateall the peoples i met along the way

Snakes always talking bout they yo blood, your bud, got you thinkin they

I'm puffing the bud to give up on the road

Then time rode, shawty trappin', plus she get it showed

Only strapped when the backpack got bud inside

They say love is the slowest form of suicide