This is a song about "Smokin shit"

You smokin on laced dope

Wardrobe from round the globe

I'm why baby mommas leave

Niggas smokin paper and leaf

It's like you're my mirror

Smokin sweet and sour

Fuckin, smokin blunts, sexy models in the front

Revolvers, automatics, guns stay silent

Im smokin this whole joint in the backseat,

When it came to grams it was 90 i fried

Sometimes it ain't what's up, sometimes you play the fool

Smokin medication like i graduated med. school

Smokin haters unfurled

Long as she come to me first