This is a song about "Mates crack pipe"

They said im guilty, i ain't get the chance to say im not

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

Smokin' bean, everything i obtain i put to the pipe

Like your bitchin' wife and sister might get tonight

May just gon' bring hobo back

So tell me what they crack

If they ain’t talking bout paper

I would rather pipe her

Chilling with my mates but i dont give a fuck about rotations

Well if its phony your only cause i can get you ins

40 bullets straight at ya wind pipe

Walk blind into a line or fight

It’s something that’s in your veins

My so called mates all turned to snakes

Hoe from behind whiles smoking a blunt and a pipe,

You see dem boys sign me to the scope right