This is a song about "Smoke ass"

I fucking hate this job

I smoke on the best smoke

Hell of a antidote, something you can't smoke

Feel the size of a phyllis hyman note

I smoke a fat pound of grass and fall on my ass

Ff-fuck outta here, thats how they gettin gas

And all i see is that smoke

Since i was left with no hope

Filling my lungs up with weed smoke,

I bet you've never seen a pig fly, nope

This be the realest shit i ever wrote

Now all i wanna do is fucken smoke

New canvas she need a new stroke

, only opps fuck around cough on smoke

Around my way, i'm cut throat

Im spittin fire you blowin smoke