This is a song about "Bong"

So i parked in a tow-away zone

Pull out the bong, that i own,

The gang-banging and violence, is the sweetest song

She passes the bong, and slowly removes her thong,

At dinner with hov hoping that he pass the baton

Got my backpack filled with weed and a nice bong

I'll just sit here, and kick back with my last bong.

Tho' memories fadei got your name tated on my arm

Go ahead admit it faggot, this shit is tighter than butt rape

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

Said "how?" "don't trip," but, yo, the trick is wrong

She hits my bong, my dicks gettin hard and strong,

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

It's insane, it flows through my veins, and i could light the bong,

I'm from a cocaine block, with some plain clothes cops

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