This is a song about "Matin the fein for nicotine"

Now i get nicotine,

62 dreams, roll a date with some lean

But this nicotine addiction

Catch you up on places i've been

As a fein/ my mother tried to brain wash my dome/ wouldnt let

Fuck me the monster said, somehow the monster's dead

Those flashing lights come from everywhere

Sing for the laughter, sing for the tear,

Stop lacing weed with nicotine, move crack with triple beams,

That's why i keep my pistol when i walk the streets

Why i chose the life of a fein/

I be on the highway dirty, crunch time

And you can call me a fein

You shine like a mothafuckin dime