This is a song about "Smoking out loud"

Take your time when you’re with me baby

Well mine speaks out loud for me

Your album sound like some shit a fake wiz khalifa papa wrote

Old folks smoking out of their nose on the episode of ode

Smoking on that loud like the crowd of a metal concert

From the ghetto to the 'burbs, know we meant, every word

Bill leaned out the window,shot into the crowd and all heard was loud

My eyes only see deez, that's why i'm young and burnt out

Loud as hell screaming out the back seat

For the whole week, no time for cold feet

Cold, my style making my nose run

The words i couldn't say out loud were written

Yo my mommy toy was my pride and joy

For crying out loud im just a white boy

Keep on smoking, pour the liquor out real slow,

I get it poppin like pacman, ask polo