This is a song about "Aussie drugs and money"

And i'm all out of money cause i bought drugs for some party,

Fuck it, odd future some nazis, black nazis don't copy

Most people made of blood and organs but i'm made of drugs

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

Most people made of blood and organs but i'm made of drugs

I'm out bk with these fast girls and all my cash good i miss slow bucks

Who live up in dark alleys, and are taking those crazy drugs,

That mean im overflowin all you rappin niggas in cups

Good kids make bad grown ups

No money, power, or drugs,

She abused drugs, alcohol, and smoked frequently

You got ben's arranged money, have a benz or range money

But still i was a bad-kid who did alcohol and drugs.

And all we lack is communication like service sucks

But now i know why drugs and alcohol

Its somethin like manute bol