This is a song about "E cigarettes"

Blazing gats at flaming fags like british dudes with cigarettes,

I’m just multiplying my money and dividing the legs

I just ride for my niggas and give the bitches the business

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

Roll up niggas be like sex

Had to kick cigarettes

All i want is you baby

An allegory without the e

I'm offended that i'm in group e

While i'm making history

Of cigarettes, cancer sticks, almighty fire with no smoke

Any chick come around me, is never gon' leave me broke

I’m tryna be low key

Its the h.o.r.s double e