This is a song about "Paint sniffing"

As: i’m layin’ in the cut waitin’ for your mom

Sniffing up the coke, but its the bar weed am on/

But when he's sober bet his bars still burn like sniffing cinnamon

I keep my friends close, enemies closer, fuck both, i dont trust no one

Administer of the pain, just finished, huffing the paint

I'm using my tooth bait to get that bitches teeth paste

If we do the unthinkable would it make us look crazy

It was a black and white puppy dog face sniffing me

Screens paint a picture of depravity real-

Tell them girls right there that the man right here

Let's enjoy our younger years

Potions paint me mental pictures

So they just paint wired

Tried them didn't work

But somethin' was always missin' like six digits

You other bitches sniffing my ink emissions