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

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

But oh i can’t stay away, not never, your my home, home, home

I said alright, enthused that my lord gave a listen

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

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

Tryna make a difference where i'm from, where you live

Away the tragedy, so i stay sucker free

And telling every girl she the one for me

I opened my bible in search to be a better christian

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

My bitch likes to cut the dope and bag it for a fee

And lettin her ride the pipe like a fuckin taxi

The twist of the glass pipe, became their clear vision.

See i tried to spread the d, welcome to my run and gun

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

Pass it round, counter-clock, let her show her titties, stop