This is a song about "Wrong bitch"

Even tougher when puffing is wrong

My way like a usher song

Didn't yo mama tell you that is wrong

Now that you’re gone, gone, gone

Smoking 100 dollar worth of strong

And i keep on moving like nothing wrong

In the clouds looking down, i ain't even in a rush

Lasers wrecked the wrong faces, sages of the wrong places.

I tend to be righteous and never wrong

I feel goodgot some time off, girl, it's been so long

Nigga still tired so i'm yawnin, and now i'm gone

I'm not addicted though, don't get me wrong

I think where i went wrong.

Stressed out, cos' i'm gone

I seem to love these whips - a white

Whether you wrong or you right