This is a song about "Hitter from the bong"

Joeyy's blowing weed from bong, you amateurs are smacking b's

Me and my family, my friends, nigga we ride for you always

Bong rips and my bag of the best buds

Hit strip clubs find bitches with big butts

I wake up in the mornin grab that bong and write that song.

I feel goodgot some time off, girl it's been so long

My sim card's the bomb

The weed into the bong

But she sure can get you high if the coke let her

The kids thats a ripper, the murder homerun hitter

Than diggin' in your couch, looking for your car keys

Pack the bong up with buds and pack the joints with leaf

And flying first class the bong is what i want passed that aint a microphone

Don’t let it drift away like a feather and i’m home, home, home