This is a song about "Crack pipe gets blaze"

Right flows down and they might go nice

My pipe is made of ruby's/

But i gotta make sure i’m right

40 bullets straight at ya wind pipe

One ill cop scars to back/ he gets whipped and whipped but he won't crack/

Hit yo ho with a muthafuckin baseball bat

I've been so thorough, that's what i boast for

I got a blaze, no faint fire

So all you haters better pipe down

It is breaking me down, no more friend around

Me and my family, my friends, nigga we ride for you always

Lazing around like a purple haze, smoking them rounds all you do is blaze

Dreamin on a lullaby

Sometimes i hit my pipe and fly

Blaze past you in my bugatti

Now i know a lotta styles, some see