This is a song about "Dipping tobacco"

They locking us up for the drugs that we doing

Taste my lines, now you addicted, tobacco chewing

Where fiends always on that water like a lily pad

Fuck all the faculty, tobacco-packing acrobat

But she only fuck with boss niggas - lames, you outta luck

Walk outside grab out a tobacco lined cigarette, and light it up,

I hang with a bunch of hippies and wacky tobacco planters

You send me beats via email, i'mma send them back in a hearse

Dipping in'n'out like argo/

Ima keep that on the low

To become a pimp, no drugs or tobacco

I'm just saying, i ain't bitching though

I'll teach you how to take it slow

I spit raps like tobacco