This is a song about "Smoke flame lads bliss"

If ya’ll about to hate then alleviate the diss

Knowing it could all fall actually feels like a bliss

Indefensible, unacceptable, agile, she bliss kissed,

Of felons, killers and monsters, so revealing and honest

And what i spit, is fucking flame.

Trying to renovate the game

One moment was hell, another was bliss.

You ain’t never been higher than this

How can i convey this

Now crawling into bliss

Go to hell, i mean that, burn you like green backs

Grab a few cans two spliffs with the lads,

But it's over, i'm jetting away to transport to a splendid bliss

You fronting niggas hate to meet up withbut my crew holdin' duffle bags bitches

Past all these glass jaws and assholes that claim

Follicles sweating, all syllables got flame