This is a song about "Cigarettes"

Smoking crews like good weed or cigarettes

Aimin' at his partner who know he up next

Catch me rolling with kelly or at the hilton with paris

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

For a pack of cigarettes

After lebron, i'm what's next

Ironic this verse was conceived while drivin’ a lex

Blazing gats at flaming fags like british dudes with cigarettes,

Ayo this is black ice but i light up like cigarettes

And a nigga so fly i should be droved in jets

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

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

Had to kick cigarettes

Sweet, okay makes sense

The next day you is everybody target

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