This is a song about "Wraps"

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

And left a burden on my soul until i was old enough

Tmott pa palace flow, hugo boss new balance flow

Wraps around my head and grips me like a lasso.

Wraps it around his neck, and says goodbye

Real nigga shit, don't tell no lie

Over the edge, yeah i hide in a potato sack

Wrapped in plastic wraps, bleaches stacked, tools used to extract,