This is a song about "Cigarette paper"

Caught you smokin' my last cigarette,

Now i don’t know if you was trying to check

Walk outside grab out a tobacco lined cigarette, and light it up,

But she only fuck with boss niggas - lames, you outta luck

Light a cigarette to burn the cash and the problems

Usually turn out to be the fakest ones

I was so stressed i lit a cigarette.

And if you had more street cred then you'd be dead

Fell asleep in first class

Toilet paper to wipe my ass

Their buzz internet and mines in her net

Be quite while i light this cigarette

You is not hip then i can not coach her

Stupid bitch your wrinkling like rolling paper,

Dc's here, this is where crack lives

Belly full of paper bills