This is a song about "Pepperoni pipe down"

This beat is kinda trippy / maybe its the weed - the pipe has hit me

To him, nothing is funnymind set on one thing, making his money

Who cut my power off? it’s time to move that powder soft

Blowing out ash as if his throat was like a pipe exhaust,

We just looking in the mirror

I would rather pipe her

So all you haters better pipe down

I know a little girly from uptown

Yeah i know we never got to meet

But don't like that about pipe or weed

They giving pounds and that before get the money

So i toke on that pipe and don't stop till i'm three

So all you haters better pipe down

He won't sit down, given the crown

American dreaming, days of a heathen running up in your building at night

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