This is a song about "Soft hasj"

Yo, i'm seventeen, already sniffing blow

And your bars is soft like a pillow

Walked up in the shop, everybody lookin' shocked

Because your shit ain't workin', and you really actin' soft,

Odd future young enough to get your priest mouth drool

People label me as soft, emotional and poor

Don't call it a comeback, i been here for years

Im a lunatic with a soft blemish,

And you never gettin yo dick in man you kinda soft

But there's a devil in the ghetto tryin to tear it apart

Cause she cheap, you soft like sheep

Now it's time to eat

I started out goin soft on the track

Imma need to know now can a brotha crack

Soft spoken and on occasion start mumbling

You kidding meit's really nothing to me and my king