This is a song about "E cigarettes"

Boss broke, spouse choke, blouse open

Easy e, easier said than done

They hating, patrolling and trying to catch me riding dirty

No i'm not a teacher, won't fail you, give you an e,

I will never quit 'til the day that i d to the i to the e

Lips, hips, hair drops down her back, crazy, body frame, crazy

Cigarettes only give me a minute of brief relief,

Done be ashamed-it ain't no thang, i used to blow trees

Said i'm bad motherfucker from the w e s t

Rearrange yo rocks you got a gang of friends, money

To 2 pac b.i.g, easy e and the beat

We have so much in common, starting at the feet

Smoking crews like good weed or cigarettes

And a nigga so fly i should be droved in jets