This is a song about "Smoke slow"

The day started out slow

One time for the 305, though

I always wanted to watch you fester slow

So listeners give up your ears, it's your hero

I gonna take it really nice and slow

They know i'm tryna get that montana dough

Yo, i'm seventeen, already sniffing blow

Dip, go! tip toe into the mist, slow..

Nothing is ever fast or nothing ever slow

Poppa took the television, but left the radio

Got beef with dsl feelin' relatively slow

The hot-box vehicle like breathing out the window

They aren't even moving slow,

My nigga for life though

Corduroys, cam will shine

Slow whine, my gyal, slow whine