This is a song about "Smoke spillin"

Lungs get filled with potent smoke

To soho, baby milo so dope

I be chillin' and i'm spillin' when i'm hittin' the do', marijuana blazer, yo

In your ears as i kiss ya, on every curveslow down baby don't rush, i like it slow

Where would i be without my dogs

And grow up to smoke rocks.

It's ironic they call me a fresh breath no joke

Shorty feelin noxious from the canibus smoke/

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

New canvas she need a new stroke

Filling my lungs up with weed smoke,

This be the realest shit i ever wrote

Smoke dope back then when i use to smoke tress.

I treat bitches straight up, like simon says

Then clouding out the sun with poison smoke

Ever since then i had no job