This is a song about "Huff"

My city's culture to the game now in existence

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

And i need you to show me love

Ya just sit there and huff and puff

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

Baby soon as we get home, it won't take us too long

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

Dead at thirteen cause he yearned to bangsniffed a lot of flowers, but how could i cry

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

My entendres be tumblin’ while you niggas lack balance