This is a song about "What s eart"

Smoke ? you know it taste good

The outline which you n****s out dated

S queezys very bold

But for long time i had gone cold

I really can't under what s the fighting for

Knowing i can go wherever and get 8 more

Money, cash, hoes, 420's the cleverest verse,

Um tom frazier, new lebron haters

That´s not what we taught you, you swore an oath

We love for a while then a light goes

Get wit this 90's baby tupac shit

Or never say never though i admit

40's on the 20's with the stove top, i'm steady plannin',

I don't give a fuck either like father, like son, i'm done