This is a song about "These pipes"

Cause i can't seem to feel myself

These years these fucking living nightmares

The root of all evil, is sorta like the roots new sequel

Know these streets well so im never trapped, these streets are evil

But you hate them navel kisses

Over these mattresses,

E-t-i-h, w's, double d's on her knees

Im visious when i kiss these

Striking with interest in these

I'm hot breeze, snot sneeze

These rap skills are cunning i'm gunning at all these stupid fucks

Swag-er. this is a mixtape about... nothing. not on drugs