This is a song about "Smoking weed till my lungs hurt"

Smoking on that weed, straight from chicago,

But seemingly believe it though

Smoking weed with depression,

Well baby bot there ain't no question

Nigga fuck you cracker, i put you six feet

But don't subscribe to mainstream parties smoking weed,

Die motherfuckin die, hope yo' ass fry, don't ask why

Scream out till your lungs collapse, collide with a bus and die,

Tell me where my soldiers at? put yo' pistols in the air

My lungs are filled with tar, i just keep smoking that marb red square,

So here i am at the store for some chips

Picked up smoking weed ever since bad trips,

Of thinkinthese, are the dreams of a young teen

Smoking on that cali weed smoking on that oj green

A clever cat getting jiggie / smoking that sticky weed

Daddy was a kingpin, a couple milli buried