This is a song about "Bong water"

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

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

I'll touch slap her, dap her, plus clap her

Than drank that wine which is ex water,

Life is a bitch so a g can't sweat her

I refresh myself with water

I can do that to a nigga and make a pool on her

Sipping on that quarter oj, ice and water

Jt: didn't get a gift for her

Times left in sode water

She put her lips around the motherfucking hookah bong

At dinner with hov hoping that he pass the baton

And my momma keep smoking that shit

With a bong fully loaded