This is a song about "Hitting the pipe"

A lion in form, matt leinart when firing the ball

Hittin your door while your car's spinning, hitting the wall

Lemme see them big titties, don't be actin' sadidy you're not pretty

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

Any club we out we prolly' tearin' up the sofa

The weed hitting hard and quick just like a cobra,

You have this letter

Hitting the singing feather

I’m in the club, tryna show ‘em how to stunt

To which end you're hitting the pavement

On award tour, on excursions, i'm a virgin of swap meets

Them out rapping me is like sleeping on the bong call it pipe dreams

The lights may flicker, your face feels red

Whos keen to step an get wrecked hitting the deck

Lord forgive me i'm trying, know i ain't living right

He's reached deep heights,to uncover the deal pipe