This is a song about "Two cigarettes"

I'll dismantle you and a friend or two

You didn't see me here if someone ask you

I quit the shit, i might get high with you

Just clouded spittin through rappers two by two

I'm feeling like the realest little nigga in this business

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

If your man can't keep up wit you

Actually he has got two

I set a table for two

And i've been thinking bout you

And i ride for any nigga who believe in the shit

All my friends, weed & cigarettes so i take a hit//

Cigarettes only give me a minute of brief relief,

I just wanna get some head, maybe ass ‘fore i leave

Odd future leaving even niggas in past tense

Smoking crews like good weed or cigarettes