This is a song about "A guy who died of overdose"

I’m just saying they’re mad cause i don’t make much

Im a nice guy with a spice of hate just for lunch

Just remember us from time to time when you drop them lines

I'm the type of guy you'd never know who was behind the rhymes,

So we argue and play fight, all day and night

And drew up a blue image of the day she died

For every niggers who died protesting through the streets

But all she ever want me to do is unzip her jeans

I knew this guy, shit, i wouldn't hurt a fly yet wouldn't cry if he died.

Fucked your broad cause my game tight, sit ringside at the main fight

No such thing as a weed overdose/ so keep toking folks

Now son is the only onegrows up in adoption homes

Story of a young dreamer who was mistook n' then he died...

And good henny make a nigga just want you tonight