This is a song about "I dont care my smoke thick in the air"

I dont smoke so i let the tree talk

King of the club, i bet you can’t top

They're tryin to say that i don't care

With that weed in the air

When danielle or milan decide to fucking share

Lift your hands up in the air and wave'em like you just dont care

Fuck a bottle rocket blowin smoke out in the air

Nigga, i swear them lames ain’t know how to prepare

You ain't gotta stare, go cop a pair

It hurts but you know i dont care,

Dont care about the hate

Low income no bills getting paid

If not, dogg, i'm choking the slut

I dont even care but

If you talk shit, i'll make you cry and tell your big moms

There's so much smoke in the air, we can sense that whooping cough,