This is a song about "Hash pipe"

My pipe is made of ruby's/

Credit card late fees

Smoking hash thats where the stacks at

Im sayin one night my love is like that

It ain't nothing to me, i’m who they coming to see

And lettin her ride the pipe like a fuckin taxi

It's real dog, i live in the fire

I would rather pipe her

40 bullets straight at ya wind pipe

No one notice your plight

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

That i'mma pay for with dimes, nickels and quarters and shit

You fucking dead bitch chips, i'm on my fifth bag with your bitch ass

And independent financially, how stands with me in smashin' hash,

Listen to treach, krs to get me through the night

Hoe from behind whiles smoking a blunt and a pipe,