This is a song about "Smoking pipe"

Know the time, know what it's like

But i'm like fuck that, pass me the pipe

You told me god was the answer

I would rather pipe her

Hearing nikki giovanni on a late summer night

Hoe from behind whiles smoking a blunt and a pipe,

Riding around without a fuck given

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

Smoking weed and listening to rap

Try to jack and i will attack

The richest place on earth

Smoking sticky fixtures

She in colors and shit, she off that northern lights, right

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

Stereotype for a faulty hype bragging about smoking chill just hit the pipe

Let's find a spot for you to do me, in the darknow that it's passion, hold me tight