This is a song about "Jiggly puff"

Rolling up a paper, blunt wraps go to vapor, in a puff,

Lookin' out, retarded kids screamin' out fuck slob, jesus

You know i stick to the script

This the newest to puff buddhist,

It's hard to live out atlanta with out makin' this a habit

That regs shit, i don't fuck around with, fuck those mids, only puff the loud shit

I do my best, puff out my chest, just like the girls with no breast,

Its somethin they never get, but fuck it i represent

Chillin' in pajamis, waitin' on the first

Puff till you're stuffed and your eyes are tired

If you still gon' be on some crooked-ass nigga shit

Stayin' on it, sittin' back while i puff, blazin' chronic,

Together all the timethought it was true love

Just ease away the pain with some weed puff puff,

Well, you fucking up, and truthfully i had enough

What is it the looks? or are you too much of a cream puff