This is a song about "Full blown"

Why my life depend on what i'mma do today

And all the chances you had, have been blown away

Mami told me son, hold your own

Your mind has just been blown

Lets eat and rap with our mouths full,

I tell her it's my house, give her a tour

You're goin' to hear this and begin to ride on my dick

They're coming super quick, like being blown without the wick

My soul is feelin full,

And i don’t need a cure

Harder to quit, the cigarettes and green bags

Now here i am three months later, full blown relapse

Then it bunny hopped off my shoulder, now my conscience dead

Ugh, my eyes turn red, my mind feels blown like my bitch is giving head,

But i am known to be blown, like a clone or a drone made of stone

Don’t let it drift away like a feather and i’m home, home, home