This is a song about "Stay puff"

Few chips, i get out n' spray

Should i stay? i need to stay.

But till that day comes, we wont puff or digest

Full of paranoid drug dealers, to the end my friend

I do my best, puff out my chest, just like the girls with no breast,

I cut my wrist and play piano cause i'm so depressed

Sometimes you buy the ring, with no problems you will love

What is it the looks? or are you too much of a cream puff

Come here to picture how he bumping his fist

I just wanna take a puff, then i start to drift

Half of the rappers are soft as a marshmellow all puff

In the clouds looking down, i ain't even in a rush

Need to be goin to hawaii, seein the world

Puff till you're stuffed and your eyes are tired