This is a song about "Walking into smoke"

I live by the code

I smoke on the best smoke

I gave ya'll wizardry with my hands

Walking around hiding behind masks

Lifestyles of the young and the broke

Im spittin fire you blowin smoke

Walking with an empty purse

I still got haters

Glad trash bags, throw them in the black bags

Walking to town on the tracks

Baby moms on greyhound for 8 hours

Walking with an empty purse

And tony jr. said i'm the hope

Lungs get filled with potent smoke

Walking on these squeaky floorboards

And three hours in the showers with the corpse