This is a song about "He won t the smoke"

But love my music, say i do nothing but hits

They have bitten the filth when they've wit#ness-#t his wits

I smoke on the best smoke

New canvas she need a new stroke

Better or worse, the center of attention

Its about saying the words that won your selection,

My parents went away on a week's vacation and

The sickest people couldn''t have even imagined

In fact, lemme pass the mic to man big t"

Lock my heart up, this is jail, throw away the key

‘cause i’m addicted and you the drug, cold turkey? no sir

None of them wouldn`t understand the message i deliver

This time the grim reaper really won,

They had a hell of a run

Cause now it's on for you and me, all i can see

E to the t, r-o-i then add another t