This is a song about "Fuck cigarettes"

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

I’m just multiplying my money and dividing the legs

But i couldnt stop him from smoking all those cigarettes

Saying they this and that

Fuck being counterfeit

Fuck the haterz, fuck the doubters

Whole time, a little more girls

I'm on deck i'm up next

For a pack of cigarettes

Fuck, fuck-fuck, can't take the stress

Spending her time with him i guess

And while you doin you

Fuck reppin red fuck reppin blue,

And a nigga so fly i should be droved in jets

Ayo this is black ice but i light up like cigarettes