This is a song about "Vapor murph"

And maybe one day his kids, something that he'll live for

And water vapor doesn't turn, to burn me later

Jealousy inside, make'em wish i diedoh my lord, tell me what i'm livin' for

Thats you, thinking maybe im just a baby scribbling on paper off the vapor

My pockets got paper on paper

We can't let this turn vapor

You won't leave me alone, you're everywhere like vapor

So for this time being, i hope this open scribe might support her

My shield a paper spittin words like vapor

She still don't know i made sarah to strangle her

Perfection doesn't exist if it doesn't consume her and the truth hurts

Ears forming vapor, ya fists closed stiff and the color of blizzards

Fuck oxygen i'm inhaling marijuana vapor

Fed her acid now the duct tape quacks back at her

So bitches hate to do me like it's convict community service

Rolling up a paper, blunt wraps go to vapor, in a puff,