This is a song about "Rips"

I'm on that cheech and chong shit, i'm here all day cheifing bong rips

Soon as para finite will paralyze her existence

This track rips, a smith and wesson is my protection

And i can't breath when i'm high cause the airs too thin

Goin’ for the grips every day ’til the grave

Rips rivals with rhyme he busts or lays

About to slide out but i'll get back at ya ooh

True, this diss rips through any crew, like fifty guns hit you

Album: smoothsong: playa young thugs

Bong rips and my bag of the best buds

This demon's dick rips through anything, including vaginal walls

So much fuckin' white make darth vader have a dimmer force