This is a song about "Huff"

Black on black nikes that represent the lifeless lives

Critics love it, spit it, huff it, still it's rough, i'll kill fears,

As i sit with a bong i take another huff cause nothings wrong,

She told me that the radio's been playing the same song all day long

Tatted upt.y.g.a. basically gotta cremate me cause i'm fly 'til i die

God was more than a puff on a pipe, so i take a huff set my pen down and just lie

Wood chain with a jesus

Ya just sit there and huff and puff

He took it to pitchfork, he couldn't get a sentence

Critics love it, spit it, huff it, still it's rough, i'll kill fears,