This is a song about "Smoking a soot"

Smoking a roach on the sofa with the lights all off,

She so hysterical, she say my life ain't regular cause

Smoking like a crematory, cuz we blow em a dime at a time/

I'll be the underline i'm-trynna get beside you like the number 9, dime

When it come to pistols, these niggas don't john lynch them

I'm smoking psychedelics, i hustle like a felon

Smoking on that loud like the crowd of a metal concert

This a different motor man better go to work

Smoking all this weed shit feels like a friday

They gon keep on watching, give em something to see

Probably seen meaner bars probably in the feds

Smoking is a delight that spreads to the minds and heads