This is a song about "Picking up cigarettes"

After lebron, i'm what's next

Had to kick cigarettes

Please show love, make way for the bad girls club

Theres probably subtext, are you picking it up

And everybody's having sex

Bodies break down and still smoking cigarettes,

Smoking crews like good weed or cigarettes

Odd future leaving even niggas in past tense

Cigarettes when i'm finished, it's rigorous, to win this meager diss

The irony in that is that i ain't even that, but you put it those pages

Thats my surroundings in compton, have common sense

Ayo this is black ice but i light up like cigarettes

Then sip on this remy til they turn me up some

Picking words from the top of my cranium

Prolific, picking victims one by one

Now you gotta make it easy for me don't run