This is a song about "Smoke somethin"

Nigeria inspired the talk drum

I'm somethin like the light-skin version

Throw it back like you tryna hurt somethin'

Snorin' in the bed with blankets cause my head spin

Over the edge, yeah i hide in a potato sack

Knowin that it was just somethin that i really never had.

J big as a muffler, we puff that meineke weed

Powdered milk, that's how it feels, we need somethin' to eat,

My nigga kato, ready for whatever

But now i'm on to somethin better!

I use somethin smarter than your everyday nerds

You hear the words coming from my lips bastards