This is a song about "Smoke spillin"

, only opps fuck around cough on smoke

Uh, the only hope i had was selling dope

And grow up to smoke rocks.

Watching for hollow-tip shots

And all i see is that smoke

Fly as ricky steam boat

My nigga pac, be ready for whatever

Fast forward spillin' drinks on her fur

That i'd, never ever ever go broke

Im spittin fire you blowin smoke

Take it back in filled up with smoke

I bet you've never seen a pig fly, nope

Fair skin like cream in genie jar but mouth spillin' wind like loony arse

I was hyper because i didn't get attention from my real pops