This is a song about "Lungs with smoke"

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

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

Everybody judging off a single i ain't even pick

Got 3 niggas to smoke with afterwards 4 bitches blow dick

Lungs get filled with potent smoke

Ain't nothin funny, fuck a joke

Dope smoke i love that / lungs filled till they packed

Know there's a barbed wire that's always in your past

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

A bunch of temptation facing when your wife ain’t there

Suppress your airways with #scented #debris lungs full of #ganja #trees

Pushing keys like them niggas that were banging on the keys

Then clouding out the sun with poison smoke

Trying to shower with soap, roaches all in the soap

It's only fitting cause i'm looking super fly with you

Soon to smoke em by the yard till my lungs can't get through.