This is a song about "Cigarette daydreams"

I got a swisher full of grass gettin ashed like a cigarette

Bet you thirty dollars you find her like cartman found kenny, dead

I was so stressed i lit a cigarette.

By anotha lil' boy and this is what he said

And all we lack is communication like service sucks

Light a cigarette to burn the cash and the problems

And you are to serve the consequences of your evil schemes

Call me maeby fünke, making movies out of daydreams

One time for the ville that cole rep

Caught you smokin' my last cigarette,

As the chain swinglettin' shine, no sheenjust my dream

But i don't need a cigarette, know what i mean?

All i really know is that i gotta master flow, police throw me on the ice then i wasnt so nice,

Marijuana toking, cigarette smoking, neglected by life, reflected my emotions towards a knife,

Steepen hills and silence sounds, we fostered throughout daydreams

Masked up, this ain't trick or treat, one wrong move they finna squeeze