This is a song about "Lungs with smoke"

And her little baby daughter really love them harry potter books

The goods assures to fill neighborhoods with smoke from the backwoods

I don't know why i'm even on this track

Play this back or smoke your crack can't fuck with mac...

Smoke reefer with ya,hippy teacher nigga, no evil nigga

I can eradicate a village if you give me a beat, huh

Take it back in filled up with smoke

I fucking hate this job

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

They be on that water here, put a couple in the air

You go "pon' de river": leave you in ponds and rivers

While the other still stuck with the smoke and mirrors

That i'd, never ever ever go broke

Filling my lungs up with weed smoke,

Get a sack and come smoke with me

Call me lazy, i ain't your baby