This is a song about "Smokes"

Cause i chose to puff a blunt and drink a beer with my homiesbefore we find world peace

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

Do it moderately, now everyone smokes weed,

Blind fucking hate inside my heart, guaranteed

I kill shows and bag more clothes

Packed together like my sister's smokes,

Y'all always on that bs and ps i'm takin all things

Gun smokes in rings, graveyards is buried with kings

And the money that my momma spent on rent and clothes

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