This is a song about "Smoking smoothed"

On my fifth spliff now, too much weed ive been smoking,

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

Eight in the evening and we're up smoking

Snorin' in the bed with blankets cause my head spin

Been smoking tryin to stop stressing

Boy, i’m doin’ my damn thing

Standing on a plateau smoking indigo

Spending money when your wallet gets low

And she throws up whatever she eats

Smoking something like tea leaves

Smoking prime only the finest....

Real nigga, that's just how i'm built