This is a song about "Smoke moke"

Don't need to drink, don't need to smoke,

This be the realest shit i ever wrote

They smoke there blunts all day....

Im on, im on tha way

On top of that, i’m broke

Ya beggin for a smoke

Out the homes lickety split *poof* like smoke

Sing the highs and lows, remember when i was broke

And there's little to be glad for

Smoke in honor for a goner

Girls, i ask 'em do they smoke

I'm off the wrong road

Im spittin fire you blowin smoke

Lambo, roscoe, no street code