This is a song about "Smoking in the subshio"

Eight in the evening and we're up smoking

Snorin' in the bed with blankets cause my head spin

Together all the timethought it was true love

Smoking weed, getting head in the oval office

Most of you are heartbroken, stop the rapping, and start smoking.

You little niggas little league i'm the real thing

Openly smoking dope from the grocery

I just want somebody i can see

Smoking hash thats where the stacks at

We never tattle, let god handle that

Issue your warrant, informant, bitch i’ve been a boss

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

Keep on smoking till you pass out is what i believe in

Now me, tony, g, and tre got the keys to the nation