This is a song about "Hooka pipe"

Stereotype for a faulty hype bragging about smoking chill just hit the pipe

Let's find a spot for you to do me, in the darknow that it's passion, hold me tight

If your head right, i’ll be there every night

All around i got these hoes that lust for my pipe

Niggas fuck with your boy, i can make you some money

So i toke on that pipe and don't stop till i'm three

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

Yeah, you swear your girl is faithful; everything ain't what it seems

I would rather pipe her

We fuckin' it up this summer

Blowing out ash as if his throat was like a pipe exhaust,

Bring the remainin' red and white pieces to the fort

So, i still write these pipe dreams as i'm facing my green fears

Cause it'll never be the same hereso i wipe away the tears

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

A couple posites i got,even penny'll stop