This is a song about "Huff"

Ya just sit there and huff and puff

Rub the wood and ima show em love

Y'all always on that bs and ps i'm takin all things

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,

I'm falling victim to a revolutionary song

Just seen another brother buried plus i knew him for years

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

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

Just thanking the holy fatherhe made a star and shita youngin still ain't die