This is a song about "Smoking dooe"

In my drawsring, ring, ring

Kept drinking, regret kept smoking.

I've got nothin' to worry about

Spoken loud they smoking out

I’m trying to go though, y’all already know though

Standing on a plateau smoking indigo

Stay smoking on the hay

Oh i gotta face the day

I was born back, wolf pack, nigga fuck that

Smoking weed and listening to rap

Rolling weed and smoking it too

I'm eating real good, no soup for you

Smoking prime only the finest....

Hotel suite, room keys is a gift

She blow me i blow trees i keep on smoking

I'm a king.you should kiss my pinky ring