This is a song about "Cigarette and sex"

Pack a bad bitch then i pass it to my nigga meek

All these rappers talk about is sex money and weed

That mean im overflowin all you rappin niggas in cups

Now replaced with mc's rappin' 'bout sex, woman, and money doubles//

Looking for dangerously hot nigga's and safe sex

Only thing between me and your bitch is a latex

Your dad's purple heart now hangs over his ashes

Drugs, sex, killing and lots of madness

Popping something thats forbidden and every single fifty

Vampire diaries, once upon a time and sex and the city

Ho, slut, no love, turn beef to cold cuts

And sitting on side are my two sex pistols,

Aimin' at his partner who know he up next

Of you wannabes rapping bout thugs,drugs, and sex,

Odd future leaving even niggas in past tense

Just trying to decipher between violence and sex