This is a song about "People on the crack pipe"

Crack dealers on the block, young niggas will tamper weed,

Faith, all you need is the size of a mustard seed

I dont see a touchdown, arms up field goal

Sounding like a pipe sound, im on a roll,

While i get busy on the ground reuniting all the people

Inside of me, but the thoughts it tells me are still evil

Slinging crack rocks on the clock a paradox

The big bad wolf to me you're just a minor fox

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

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

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

Watching my vehicle break down on another man's block

And say i’m putting the blame off on other people

Forever i ain't run yet and i never will

Trapped by the #pipe feeling like theres nothing else to #life,

That's why they ride the bandwagon still be draggin' sellin' lies