This is a song about "Cigarettes"

Cigarettes when i'm finished, it's rigorous, to win this meager diss

You can bet your bottom dollar the bottom lips will need stitches

This is ace, wolf is in the back with travis snortin' coke

Of cigarettes, cancer sticks, almighty fire with no smoke

But i'm from jers' and we don't play that shitfrom the clare down to north bricks, all my niggas flipping chips

No more fucking cigarettes lit, no more stupid ass presentations and useless magazine ad bits

Blazing gats at flaming fags like british dudes with cigarettes,

Probably seen meaner bars probably in the feds

You, you and you're saying "shit, i been had that

All my friends, weed & cigarettes so i take a hit//

Ayo this is black ice but i light up like cigarettes

Thats my surroundings in compton, have common sense

Had to kick cigarettes

Roll up niggas be like sex