This is a song about "Pass the bong"

It's insane, it flows through my veins, and i could light the bong,

When big lips is in the attic armed with an addict's arm

And when it come to the cash

And sipping the jack they pass

Rolling while im blowing this stash

Head of the class moments need to pass

Please pass me the vial

Lady at the frank stand will

You have laid your footprint in the soil

So pass the baby oil

And then i'll lay you down and record soft porn

She passes the bong, and slowly removes her thong,

So you can ask black thought if i know my roots

Then pass the bong (to who?) oh my crude dudes