This is a song about "She one the crack pipe"

Like your bitchin' wife and sister might get tonight

Smokin' bean, everything i obtain i put to the pipe

// [she says i am the one, but the kid is not my son]

While i'm layin in the coffinthe shit comes around so often

She the one i give all my time

She prefer the dutty wine

I was sloppy but i got the job done, one night when she was home alone.

Don’t let it drift away like a feather and i’m home, home, home

But one day in the cafeteria she sat alone, so i walked up and took a seat,

We ain't playing for rings and that trophy i mention before, i let em keep

And there's something you ain't seeing like i block your vision

She felt like crawling under the covers, but instead called nine one one

Dope in one artery and crack in the other

You say my love was gonna work from a upper

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

Particularly, these bitches that's inner ugly and outer pretty