This is a song about "Power puff"

Now tell me where's your true power

And i ain't frontin for her

This the newest to puff buddhist,

You're talking to one of the greatest

She need now, she ain't never needed love

Just ease away the pain with some weed puff puff,

Puff till you're stuffed and your eyes are tired

I hear my niggas screaming fuck the world

See my desire for the lust, fucked up what was love

Half of the rappers are soft as a marshmellow all puff

I'm still, just like a kid, lookin for stripes on my belt

But till that day comes, we wont puff or digest

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

My bitch is the type of bitch that niggas wanna cuff