Meaning unknown, NAS says it near the end of the third verse in ONE LOVE
...Then I rose, wiping the blunts ash from my clothes
Then froze only to blow the herb’s smoke through my nose
And told my little man that I'm a go cyprose
There's some jewels in the skull that he can sell if he chose"
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