This is a song about "Cigarettes and valentines"

And nasty remains and bones

And we crazy, homes

When love comes callin', don’t love back

And like to boast and brag

I'm on deck i'm up next

For a pack of cigarettes

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

Watch them hoesall you niggas out therebeware these lyin ass scandalous bitches

Had to kick cigarettes

Sweet, okay makes sense

Coldest clothes, bankrolls and hoes, and o's and o's, alone and cold,

I remember when i used to bust a mack with my eyes closed