This is a song about "Pipe weed"

I keep my money neat

Put up and smoke that weed,

Not likely like stay long please

My pipe is made of ruby's/

They said im guilty, i ain't get the chance to say im not

Feeling weak, no money no #job just a pipe and some crack #rock,

Fuck rules, skate life, rape, write, repeat twice

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

He won't sit down, given the crown

So all you haters better pipe down

I just think we need one night, can't decide if i came right

Hoe from behind whiles smoking a blunt and a pipe,

Outstanding clout, what up greg street

Sweet jesus, where's the weed

"kill this nigga, guns and weed"

Have no souls indeed