This is a song about "Lighters"

I then fucked up, i forgot my lighters, but i have matches,

I've got a paper plane, it's propelling my buzz

I'm the sick mixture, pricks i'll give ya shit to lime lighters,

If theres no i.d. adios got no interest in minors

It's like we both forgot what we were fighting for

It's bic in this bitch all lighters galore,

Who holler back to days untold with cargo-holds of golden lighters.

Just seen another brother buried plus i knew him for years