This is a song about "Through the smoke"

He’s tha only one

Give me the weed smoke a ton

I got flows, for rap shows, buddha smoke through my nose,

Wayne told me that and that's just how it goes

It's no longer a new jack city

As the ganja smoke surrounds me,

Hit the spliff smoke that blunt

And get caught, in the moment

Out the homes lickety split *poof* like smoke

And i be good til the fat woman sing a note

Then i switched the grill on the chevy, got a nose job

Lookin' at the bad bitches, smokin' on the best smoke

Blue smoke rings sail through the sky

They gon tell you that's a lie, lie, lie

Because i smoke on the green

But i wear mine on my head, supreme