This is a song about "Lungs"

I call them hoes josh smith

.....an u gaspin ya lungs give,

Or any grand thefts, man i don't give a fuck

Flowing untill their lungs are blow up

Twist another fat sack bout to scorch my lungs black (whys that)

Soon as i turn the bottle more liquor spillin' back

The smoking && injuries made mom's lungs weak && her body hurt

I munch a bunch of tacos with waverly's favorite wizard

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

I leave most motherfuckers with suppressed lungs running out of air supply,

Dope smoke i love that / lungs filled till they packed

Rap giant, get your little locality smashed

And panned out, i'm all in love

On my tongue and in my lungs

Got you weak, i can see it in your lungs

Yeah, that ain't you love, you can't fool love