This is a song about "French inhale"

I'm in hell so i inhale, blast the music up from chief keef,

Give it back with a sensitive mouth and some hard knees

Just seen another brother buried plus i knew him for years

You dress like a french maid or maybe a naughty nurse

For repair i've mastered the airways spitting faster then sound waves

It's harder on a black male, wonder why we inhale, all our family trails,

Im sizzlin like french fries

You make a nigga sing songs nice

Girl your body lookin’ like a fuckin’ pot of gold

Inhale a substance and watch that smoke unfold.

I've wanted to inhale since i was 12 years old

Fearin what it show you, reality is gold

You've gotta take it easy, and inhale with sniper's breath,

Now you probably wishing that you would have said yes