This is a song about "Hash pipe"

And lettin her ride the pipe like a fuckin taxi

Cause now it's on for you and me, all i can see

All these little dreams you got, they're not shit

Hash tag it, get mentions for it

Cocaine, he had that game in a smash

Strike your ass with liquid nitro gas, light the hash,

All she thinking bout is how to take his last

Yo i could set back, sell out, get rich, and light the hash,

40 bullets straight at ya wind pipe

You gotta make sure you aim right

Smell the fumes from the rasta's in a room full of hash

That passed on, they in heaven, found peace at last

I am sick of women treatin' niggas like that lotto ticket

There's bitter masses established while you just twitter and hash it

Fist fights, slinging crack, sniffed the crisp pack, stashed hash,

Hey, i get bored so fast that they won’t last