This is a song about "Crack pipe"

Gotta h town girl, codeine sipping

Mostly crack engineering

Blowing out ash as if his throat was like a pipe exhaust,

Bring the remainin' red and white pieces to the fort

The twist of the glass pipe, became their clear vision.

Now you gotta make it easy for me don't run

E-t-i-h, w's, double d's on her knees

My pipe is made of ruby's/

Feeling weak, no money no #job just a pipe and some crack #rock,

I'm trynna beat up every beat until my feet at the top

So i went out, sold that crack

Ain't even tryna hold back

For what for cookin crack

Where the black girls get their weaves back

Mr. happy pop nice songs, i'll drop hip hop pipe bombs

I got these bitches brewin' inside of my gold pots