This is a song about "Cigarettes"

This song about you, then you probably need to leave

Cigarettes only give me a minute of brief relief,

Ain't better, you better rebel, smell cheddar and shells

Blazing gats at flaming fags like british dudes with cigarettes,

Ayo this is black ice but i light up like cigarettes

Odd future leaving even niggas in past tense

For a pack of cigarettes

Convertibles with turbo jets

And everybody grieves, but still nobody seesrecollect your thoughts don't get caught up in the mix

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

Probably seen meaner bars probably in the feds

Bodies break down and still smoking cigarettes,

But i couldnt stop him from smoking all those cigarettes

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

Of cigarettes, cancer sticks, almighty fire with no smoke

Your bitch like to suck a nigga up until she choke