This is a song about "Hit the pipe and pass it"

Sometimes i hit my pipe and fly

Ima tell you that's a lie, lie, lie

But, it's my own kind doin' all the killin' herei can't lie, ain't no love for the other side

And proceed to rip apart this mic but i guess i could pass it off to the right

I’m popping now, every other hour, paparazzi come

Y'all pass it up and walk around, i talk about it, that's the question,

When i finish tappin dat ass, i pass, it around the class and say next please,

Niggas fightin 'cross the whole planet, so it could never be peace

Where we can drink liquor and no one bickers over trick shit

When we blast it and then pass the mic to save rap music,

They all see my life from a childish position

Im the definitive sin, hit it and win

Little light in the ass

And sipping the jack they pass