This is a song about "Magnets in a copper pipe"

I bet i hit it where every rapper get killed, like

Starting to, contemplate #suicide when taken away from the #pipe,

The mirror's screaming at me saying i'm emmi lola's son

Buried in bronze coffins from copper you can't imagine

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

Period gonei'm off the hook like cordless phonesmy identity so right

Sounding like a pipe sound, im on a roll,

I dont see a touchdown, arms up field goal

See i give my heart to an unforgiven genre where passion is frowned upon

So time for the liquor, the pipe gets a flicker 'til i put the goggles back on

Feeling weak, no money no #job just a pipe and some crack #rock,

Baby you summertime fine, i'll let you get on top

So all you haters better pipe down

Tried to find ammo but it's none around town

Yeah, right, get over here faster

I would rather pipe her