This is a song about "E cigarettes"

Style is patent, the measures is drastic

To eazy e equal to e equals mc

//moo$e verse 2 [ignore this]

Ships that sail to distant places

Blazing gats at flaming fags like british dudes with cigarettes,

Probably seen meaner bars probably in the feds

Had to kick cigarettes

A coward dies a thousand deaths

The best journeyacres of land and swimming pools and all that

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

But i couldnt stop him from smoking all those cigarettes

Odd future leaving even niggas in past tense