This is a song about "Abuse and drugs"

And he was married to my grandmother for money n drugs

My paper long, yep, you left alone, you gets no fucks

As prolific and as active as can be, fiend, abuse it,

Never been to the moon this reefer will help you visit

Without your love it's cold as fuck

Lots of drugs and boos in his cup

And get me some more drugs

Good kids make bad grown ups

Waiting on mom to bring me the aspirin from a trampoline jump

Emotional and mental abuse/ continuing abusive treatment

We're just teens but thieves and fiends, slangin' drugs,

In a malcolm x shirt chillin' with the ku klux

Drivin' my impala and selling drugs

Amen, they say you only live once

We ain't come for peace, you can bend your knees and pray all day

In my basement and abuse a whore, "eat the cake #anna #mae",