This is a song about "Stop the pipe"

This is the part where we run hip hop

All the pain may never stop

Like being garbage some type of disease

Till the moment you've stop breathe

The sage is burnt to crumb, the pipe scorched like my laden lung

Got a fuckin' blog that needs a post? i can get it done

40 bullets straight at ya wind pipe

I’ll be back on the same night

The pain don't stop, but my reign don't stop

O. trice always rep his block

Stop the racism, stop the violence, stop the hate,

Mostly cause niggas hate you, tryin to fill up your plate

Im in the light now,right now, i mean pipe down or get sniped down with the right round

I'll push this fucking pregnant clown into a hydrant stuck in the ground

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

Why every time i leave home bitches thirsty?saying she be with a nigga all night