This is a song about "Smoked out"

It's a chordaroy life that i'm living hazy

I smoked a jay z and its so tasty

Or maybe its they fault that we ain't holla since june

I coulda been smoked out in the other room

When i write rhymes i go blind and let the lord do his thing

Then you showed the smoked and pretended you was crying

When i get my v12, i’ma be in six of them

They would act like they packed macs and smoked hash when,

Before i even smoked weed i thank u for that but

Street fighter ho, she had that tiger upper cut

She abused drugs, alcohol, and smoked frequently

That bitch bad, looking like a bag of money

I grew up looking up to niggas that was selling coke

Get smoked he's a big joke trying to not to get broke

Probably die getting some head

But he you ain't smoked yet