This is a song about "Smoking takes away ev"

But modern rhyming takes its toll

Open up your contacts then scroll

The sun rising while you moaning

Kept drinking, regret kept smoking.

Come wit me you'll smoke around

It takes away my storm cloud.

I got my wife, so fuck the ring

Eight in the evening and we're up smoking

Smoking on that cali weed smoking on that oj green

But inside of my pocket is a dollar plus a dream

And you would think that i’m european, my tribe different

Some people take the pain away with liquor or smoking dust,

I want to tie her body up and throw her in my basement

Some people take the pain away with liquor or smoking dust,

And california on that jerk shit

Whatever it takes to make a hit