This is a song about "Smoke the pain"

Staring at the physical evidence of my pain

And not a single feature except lil wayne

When i be speaking they be geekin' like i'm giving bitches dope

Lookin' at the bad bitches, smokin' on the best smoke

Shorty feelin noxious from the canibus smoke/

Any chick come around me, is never gon' leave me broke

And i be drinking all the brown straight, no coke

Then clouding out the sun with poison smoke

Forgetting the seasonslames not in my lane

I see your soul threw the window pain

You'll drown tryna backstroke on concepts that i wrote

Out the homes lickety split *poof* like smoke

Aimin' at them skin headed bitches let it rain

You will consequently feel the pain

Smoke a dutch before the session

What up girl, tell me how you been