This is a song about "Cigarettes"

Of cigarettes, cancer sticks, almighty fire with no smoke

And your hoping that he's focused to stay on the right road

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

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

I just ride for my niggas and give the bitches the business

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

Ayo this is black ice but i light up like cigarettes

Looking for dangerously hot bitches and safe sex

Everybody coming home deserve a white benz

Blazing gats at flaming fags like british dudes with cigarettes,

Help me pay my little rent, maybe sit in a benz

Smoking crews like good weed or cigarettes

I'm on deck i'm up next

For a pack of cigarettes

And a nigga so fly i should be droved in jets

But i couldnt stop him from smoking all those cigarettes