This is a song about "Bong rip"

When big lips is in the attic armed with an addict's arm

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

Just a bloke that can't cope with a toke or a bong,

Cause in my criminal mind, nobody violates the don

She put her lips around the motherfucking hookah bong

As: i’m layin’ in the cut waitin’ for your mom

Pull out the bong, that i own,

Jt: my mom’s been so alone

The weed into the bong

My sim card's the bomb

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

Cause by then it's just too late, there's so much we can take