This is a song about "Friends turn to the pipe"

To increase my ends

Trying to find some friends

Brand new airs cocaine white, feels so good but it ain't right

Smokin' bean, everything i obtain i put to the pipe

You can all get hit and we ain't lenient to women

Turn innocents to fiends, look at the monster you've become

Off the capers, turn you all to vapors, send the afterlife,

He fathers her only kid that's why my homies let him live

Shitting on these niggas like i need depends

Can't look at you the same we used to be friends

And yea i should’ve seen the signs by my first quote

My friends adding on to the adaptable work-load,

She call me all the time, i ain't no regular joe

You’ll be the first of your friends to see a volcano