This is a song about "Huff"

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

Because that booty mad thick behind your juicy ass lips

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

Louis v don’t see the store, going in there and leave it gone

Ya just sit there and huff and puff

Maybe i'm on lust well you deserve love

In case i don't get intell all my people i'm a ridahnobody cries when we die

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

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

Before i lay down, i thank god for the blessings