This is a song about "Money and smoking"

And stabbing this ice cube look-a-like to show you a nigga with attitude

Physical making life miserable keep smoking until dragons and tattooed

Chillin back smoking weed writing raps and fucking hoes

Now i play the roosevelt and i cop rose

I swear i'm coming back one day

Just you and i no smoking no ashtray

Keep talking, get you snatched for that scratch, clapped with the mac

And people right down the street from us are still smoking crack,

Track and field with the birds, i’m running em like track

Acting like you smoking crack, are y'all on coke and smack,

Your bitch only like you cause she thinks you getting paid

To the violence, drinking, smoking, and all the hate

Yeah, work, fuck you niggas, pay me though

Smoking is easy just inhale and blow/

Odd future leaving even niggas in past tense

Bodies break down and still smoking cigarettes,