This is a song about "Rippin bongs"

The odd niggas are beginning to spill these pink hoes

In carribean suites, deep, rippin beats with flows

Too much percussion and bass when i take beats

Im rippin the game you have your pants at your heels

Destiny approaches, above the bar rippin quotas

But i guess i'm just gonna make this fish stew because

Simply wanna kick back, rippin on a sick track

Like bobby had whitney we was cooking up crack

Tell me who's as rad as us and the answer was

Destiny approaches, above the bar rippin quotas/

Smokin bowls out of bongs and sniffin lines of white

Hearing nikki giovanni on a late summer night