This is a song about "Bong rigs"

Smoke a bong sniff mom's coke (whiff) i spoke bombs

Trying to move foward, though it never stops

Now i'm in the zone

Pull out the bong, that i own,

And i walk in to hear the smell of a fresh bong,

Tho' memories fadei got your name tated on my arm

Tats no dey for my arm

While jeffy-d hits the bong

Bong rips and my bag of the best buds

Ho, slut, no love, turn beef to cold cuts

Listen, i said we gonna have a good time tonight

Grab the bong and hit it like a spiritual guide

Aw shit these bong hits do the opposite, keep me awake

Of better days when you ain't have to settle for whatever played

She put her lips around the motherfucking hookah bong

Cause in my criminal mind, nobody violates the don