This is a song about "Cigar coop"

Then i blow, i’ma close out the par

I bring her to the bar, spark up my cigar

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

I ain't had a woman in years, and my palms are too hairy to hide (whoops!)

Flow retarded, i need to wipe the slob off of every bar

We all make a resolution puffing on a cigar

Sure it's nice to spark up a cigar,

See, i like the person that you are

With the goons i spar

You get close but no cigar

The gospel or scoop the message let out of the coop

But i'm a different route, hip-hop lyric route

I'm tellen you one day these suckers gotta fall

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

Pussy ass cop puffed is cigar, but thus far,

Infatuated with becoming a relevant star