This is a song about "Reeses puff ceral"

If you see a bad bitch in the passenger seat

No candy scenes and reeses' pieces, heat's heat, be deceased,

Smile on my face got me feeling like the shit

Stayin' on it, sittin' back while i puff, blazin' chronic,

My bitch is the type of bitch that niggas wanna cuff

And i ain't playing around i fuckin came to take a puff

Whilst i puff this hash and dub the ash into your massive ass and laugh,

You fucking dead bitch chips, i'm on my fifth bag with your bitch ass

What is it the looks? or are you too much of a cream puff

But you been looking for love in all the wrong places

Puff puff but never pass

How the fuck you wipe your ass

That regs shit, i don't fuck around with, fuck those mids, only puff the loud shit

I don't respect no brain unless we talkin' that saliva spit

That's the nature of the pass, first you gotta puff

I'm trying to grow for you, if you can take love