This is a song about "Ice in my lungs"

Got you weak, i can see it in your lungs

If you did, you wouldn’t want to be famous

On my tongue and in my lungs

I've got muslims calling on jesus

Ain't nothin funny, fuck a joke

Filling my lungs up with weed smoke,

Working hard for our families till theirs nothing left in our lungs

And i'm the same, on e'erything i love, or everything i love

Tryna make a difference where i'm from, where you live

But ignite the lighter making my rhymes like fire and ice/

It's been a weekend, five starrin' in her underwear

My lungs are filled with tar, i just keep smoking that marb red square,

While you cough it up like it was stuck in your lungs.

Pullin' up in trucks, carried off in a bus