This is a song about "Girl turn to the crack pipe"

Got my carry-on but really wish i had a pound with me though

Know that they're corrupt, brought crack and liquor to the ghetto,

If i'm getting geetchi i can rock three chains on either block

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

Or that you could ever see me and you in another light

Starting to, contemplate #suicide when taken away from the #pipe,

She won't leave, dick as big as kelly price's appetite

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

The cia would plot to sell the crack, and flooded the streets,

Your bitch kind of ugly but she sure fill up them jeans

Bring that shit the fuck back

Kick to the chest, your ribs go crack

You's a fag, you like that shit, o.f. is the fucking clique

Rapping nerd, spank a girl, then she turn the other cheek

Escaped the crack, said youll never turn back, family first,

But knowin you through music is going to change the world