Hittin on that pipe til your brain cells pop
 All up in my face wanting puff for the five
 Ain't trippin what I give him he just wants to get high
 Straight to the till and you don't say a word
 Cuz your workin wit a chip from a ballers blur
 Danglas (Fiends) steadin jockin cuz they saw a cop
 but when they flag ya down ya turn your head and don't stop
 Sneak in mama's house and you hope she don't flash
 Clean yo glass dick so you can take major blast
 But before you take a trip on your cocaine flight
 Mom's she down the door so yo break outta sight
 Now you feelin hella maney like its you against the world
 Cuz yo whole life revolve around that white girl
 But not that honky ho that you see every day
 Its that wicked white bitch named parubian flakes
 And for a fat dub tell me what would you do?
 Disrespect your family hit a lick or two
 Steal your mama's shit just to get a faulty fix
 Drink a glass uh piss
 Suck a dead mans dick
 Hustlas wanna hang you cause ya owe um hella loot
 But you don't give a fuck cuz all you care about goo
 You used to have a business
 Ya used to havve fuckin life but you trade that shit in for some
 California
 White
 Now tell me whats wrong with todays society
 That make a mothafucker wanna die for the "D"
 Cocaine has been a killer, since 1983
 At first only a high for right, rich and elite
 But now its on the street which brings us back to the fiend
 He finally found a place were he can light his filthy screen
 Searching for a match so he can blaze his own fuse
 He lit that yola up and man the pipe went "BOOM