This is a song about "Full blown"

I already blown my chance

Couldn’t adapt to naps, i wear caps

104, that mlk, know i gotta be landover out the way

And all the chances you had, have been blown away

When rappers spit about the hoes their mouth is blown to smithereens

On award tour, on excursions, i'm a virgin of swap meets

That's equivalent, to the poison in a cigarette

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

Just be there to help me and support me that's what you're here for

In america, it's okay to be a full-blown sinner

Now here i am three months later, full blown relapse

They got me goin mad, i'm knockin busters on they backs

Mami told me son, hold your own

Who will help mama, who, bliss blown.

Welcome back to class, bitch, grab on to your glasses

And i got blown like the leaves on the trees is,