This is a song about "Smoking that loud"

Smoking on that perp daily, feeiin' kinda hazy,

Away the tragedy, so i stay sucker free

Dream weaver smoking that white widow out my bedroom window

Even when the skies is grey, and my money was low

I got many chicks, blue and black penny kicks

Lighting up mary jane; that loud chick's

Smoking is a delight that spreads to the minds and heads

Odd future leaving even niggas in past tense

Then i redecorated, that mean my tables turned

Smoking on that loud like the crowd of a metal concert

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

I am like what happens when our guard be on his job more

Went to sleep at seven never woke up from the dream

Smoking on that cali weed smoking on that oj green

No wussy niggas allowed while i'm smoking on this loud

But it don't feel half as good as grandma saying she's proud