This is a song about "Pipe cigar"

Give me tall glass, coconut ciroc, please, no soda pop

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

Sounding like a pipe sound, im on a roll,

My goal is going gold with out selling my soul

And the discography, somethin' you got to see

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

They can’t even come around

So all you haters better pipe down

40 bullets straight at ya wind pipe

Tonights gonna be a fuckin' fight

You gotta breathe and be at ease

My pipe is made of ruby's/

I know your man ain't lovin you right

He's reached deep heights,to uncover the deal pipe

So all you haters better pipe down

Walk on with your scars, don't turn around