This is a song about "Smoking is bad for you"

It's ironic cause i always hear you talking about one

If you're dealin' with hardware i feel bad for you, son

Thats what happens if you degrade indian rappes like "this indian is rappin' bad"

Can't nobody fade meand i been goin' insane latelyand everybody tryin ta hold me back

Don't second guess it girl there ain't nothing to think about

One thing you need to know is it was bad all throughout.

See i tried to spread the d, welcome to my run and gun

If you have to touch hardware i feel bad for you son

Me and my family, my friends, nigga we ride for you always

Lazing around like a purple haze, smoking them rounds all you do is blaze

My time's approaching, i don't need the money for smoking

Tryin’ to bag a brother with a super bowl ring

You best pay up i don't rap for free, i'm sick man probably got a bad disease

Two middle fingers for the police if a nigga get killed no rat no cheese