This is a song about "Puffin"

And still puffin on trees thats the loudest ounces/

Wish you niggas father understood where the condom was

Last of a dying breed

Who be puffin that weed

Hypetrack that and send it, nigga it's a sack shit

I'm puffin on this thai weed, i'm fuckin faded

That's food for thought you muthafuckas can do the dishes

And still puffin on trees thats the loudest ounces/

Spend your time taking whiffs, sniffin, huffin and puffin on glue

It's something you provide that make me want to get inside you

Like it's something to see i'm rubbin ya teets, puffin the green

So you don't got to wonder what i got up on my team

And listened to doggystyle when snoop dogg was puffin' lye,

Have a toast for tha homiessee we both gotta die