This is a song about "These pipes"

Let's have a toast for this new love

Over these mattresses,

These motherfuckers want

Before your roll get popped

They may be in pipes but i'll be in magazines

But you ain't never pleased, maybe you should leave

Yeah months in every night she's in tears

These years these fucking living nightmares

I'm sharper than shark teeth

Im visious when i kiss these

Is it this black mercedes

Striking with interest in these

Flexin on these haters, f-flexin on these haters,

I refuse to be another being on this earth

All on the furniture with no regards

I'm calling these shots i'm jumpin these charts