This is a song about "Crack house pipe"

So i toke on that pipe and don't stop till i'm three

But respect is more real, and ambition the key

He's reached deep heights,to uncover the deal pipe

I keep my friends close, enemies on a leash like

P-i double l in the building

You're in another crack house drinking,

Sometimes i hit my pipe and fly

Letter to the ghetto, hold your head high

When it comes to spitting that fire

I would rather pipe her

I'm fed up, we gotta start teach the children

Shit, six bitches in a crack-house kitchen

Yo we get the dank and bounce

Grow it in my red house