This is a song about "Smoking fire passing out"

Blow your brains out, set you on fire

I wanted a brother my mother i told her

My money for folarin, but you do not get to throw

Dream weaver smoking that white widow out my bedroom window

In my drawsring, ring, ring

My sadness was passing

Passing out cyanide samples, i'll down a whole gallon

If i ever hand you some weed, it's free, you don't owe me none

And bijies like im out and

While im passing out fast,

You can put out my fire but the lighter stays

If he don't show up, think i can take his place

No, shit! kick the fire out, now i need to dip!

Now this shit is turning to a habit

I mean the shit was all bad just a week ago

Keep on smoking, pour the liquor out real slow,