This is a song about "Smokes"

Nigga fuck you cracker, i put you six feet

Do it moderately, now everyone smokes weed,

For any emcee he or she, ill lite yall up like a pack of smokes oh please

No matter how low you go you're not lowlyand i, hear that you made a few enemies

And i don't gotta talk about my feelings

Gun smokes in rings, graveyards is buried with kings

Packed together like my sister's smokes,

If we ain't right and always at the throats

Thinkin' that daddy's just goin' out to get some of his smokes

That's why rappers is actors trying to dabble in clothes