This is a song about "Speaking without thin"

To my homie charles bronson cause we been through thick and thin

So i proceed to make gs, eternally in my mission

And i can't breath when i'm high cause the airs too thin

Highest form of affection, physical connection

Your heart is speaking out and

Fill up the plug, lemme light my blunt

This thin rope, lend dope, n' mend hope.

Ever since then i had no job

They wanna see a nigga lose but i’m destined to win

And i can't breath when i'm high cause the airs too thin

I'm wale, the prescription

That's compressed and thin/ suppressed within

Success was just a blatant hoax, my patience was wearing thin,

For all my homies in the pen, many peers deadniggas still ballin

Pictures of you on my wall no glue, no tape but just cum plastered

Speaking in adverbs, sleepily drinking it haphazard