This is a song about "Smoking that loud"

Steady reaching for the stars, but it's only one

Liven every day smoking that jamaican

So you don't drown, when you decide to follow

Smoking on that weed, straight from chicago,

Cause i'm ill bitch, they couldn’t make a pill for the rap

Stay blowin on dat loud hit port' after that

Of the vhs especially during sex baby

Smoking on that perp daily, feeiin' kinda hazy,

Lighting up mary jane; that loud chick's

Got stretch marks like she got four kids

We had the best day smoking on that bud.

I got class and can't take this bitch to math, what

I'm putting simplest ways and i'm smoking on that haze

Put expressions in their music and create the face

My visions that i record, the instruments i adore

So cower when you hear that loud knock at your door,