This is a song about "Cigar coop"

Cause i’ve been counting all this dirty paper for a minute

The gospel or scoop the message let out of the coop

By bootin motherfuckers like a shootin star

Pussy ass cop puffed is cigar, but thus far,

I bring her to the bar, spark up my cigar

We be in the party like we own that bar

Like the sewage in the major polluted cities , stripped the roots

I'm commander coop, making obsolete every single other pair of troops

Just blink twice and i’m there where you are

I'll lick off his top, like a cuban cigar

Critics, they will smoke you like a cuban cigar,

This the hardest shit you've heard from la this far

We can count the stars on the hood in your father's car

We all make a resolution puffing on a cigar

Young money, d-town's all star

You get close but no cigar