This is a song about "A saturday night drug trade"

You gotta pay homage in order to get paid

I ain't religious, just for the drug trade

I’m a fiend not a drug fiend but a dough fiend

More clearer than the crystal sky, blue as the beast

The drug life, a hard life, no wife

... club, we'll be actin' real nice

Her pussy my dick sounds like a trade to me,

Whaddup hoops, tell them it was for the money

Of becoming a drug dealer, warm-blooded killer,

It's like we both forgot what we were fighting for

That saturday night when you kissed my heart

See, involvin' yourself is to be a part

Like a drug it induces the pain

Just plain pat visions with some sick aim

2 girls 1 cup

Her love is like a drug