This is a song about "Lighters"

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

Are you afraid of a thug? and have you ever made love

Just seen another brother buried plus i knew him for years

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

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

George bush got some nerve, fuck a war, we trying to serve

And it's 2 clips, i get out to play for

It's bic in this bitch all lighters galore,