This is a song about "Alcohol and drugs"

Lotta rapper thugs talking bout bitches, money trees, and drugs

Beaverton my sneaker game although i never be with ducks

Hope my city is not too far

That hands you weed and alcohol

Drugs, sex, killing and lots of madness

I can teach you all the sounds of love

And to stop at that point, you gotta be on alcohol

I'm tryna better my chances of becoming a star

She tells us not to do drugs, alcohol or pop pills

By the water, au revoir to my audience

Lots of drugs and boos in his cup

It's not making sense to you right now but

Yep she's on x, i called that bitch speed burst

Money, drugs, and power rule the world,

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

Stay gold, stray old, maturing means that your life sucks