This is a song about "He has the crack pipe"

This beat is kinda trippy / maybe its the weed - the pipe has hit me

Cooking in a laboratory, hoping i can tell a story

He is the greatest with no questions asked, he has made me so attached to rap.

You been aching for that cuz what they playing on the station is wack

I know i ain’t perfect, i’m out here working for the throne

All he has is his mind, which has left him alone.

And we got history, let's repeat it the right way

What has he done to make the rain go away

No matter how low you go you're not lowlyand i, hear that you made a few enemies

The battles over but the war has just begun, enters other souls and he feasts

If god has beef with the devil he can say it to my face

Bow our heads, say our grace, make it out the hood was amazing grace

Everything is good but these haters wish i would stop

Or be on the street corner with a pipe smokin the rock

White girl, you can ask her what the dick be like

But i'm like fuck that, pass me the pipe