This is a song about "Mates turn to the pipe"

The twist of the glass pipe, became their clear vision.

9 months later, new car, can’t afford a son

You bout to get the worst of me after i turn up,

You could call me a freak, i like to get buck, buck

And lettin her ride the pipe like a fuckin taxi

I'm a g, and this is something you can't see

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

Bout peppermint schnapps in junior high hit the block

Off the capers, turn you all to vapors, send the afterlife,

You ain’t seen nothing yet, bitch, this just my friday ice

Breaking so many laws, waking up in the dark

Small things turn to the big - one death to the graveyard

On this mic i turn satan, rappers fightin to break the horns

Make your bitches' therapist ask for dental records

Fed her acid now the duct tape quacks back at her

Put bills under the mattress to turn me to a dreamer