This is a song about "Him and cigarettes"

Becoming someone you don't recognize

And nobody talks to him and nobody tries

11.1.11 is when it all makes sense

Had to kick cigarettes

Attacked him by disses and curses

Fuck, clean up on aisle six

So i can bring him back and hurt him twice

I'm in your head like mnemonic device

My brother got knocked now they hold him in cells

But i couldnt stop him from smoking all those cigarettes

The beggars can't borrow, the record sales drop

Ticklin him go to his grave, skip him and visit his dog

Cocky pricks and apologies obviously don't bother him,

Now you can feel itit's a potion for my niggas in motion

Straight up fuck all y’all nigga's talking about that nigga changed shit

Boys were mean to him and swore at him and made him want to vomit