This is a song about "Hash pipe"

She leave the bathroom with a nose bleed

But don't like that about pipe or weed

Easy baby my thing tight, but that lotus flower just ain't right

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

So i toke on that pipe and don't stop till i'm three

They hating, patrolling and trying to catch me riding dirty

Now we making up like a bullshit lie

Sometimes i hit my pipe and fly

So all you haters better pipe down

Illest bitch alive, realest bitch around

Pain, he's ready for whatever

I would rather pipe her

But money never lasts, in fact it's only last

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

Blow some fucking hash and laugh

So much class, double d’s and ass