This is a song about "Huff"

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

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

Hitting amputees in the knees, jesus

Ya just sit there and huff and puff

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

Stealing a clip for anyone squealing they lips

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

Like that's going to make up for the years and the tears

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

So now i say goodbye to the old me, it's already gone