This is a song about "Aussie drugs and money"

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

But most times darling the sequel sucks

We're young and we don't give a fuck

Lots of drugs and boos in his cup

Once as a slave who imagined being free

Through drugs and friends, i was in misery

I think you need the streets to succeed the industry

This aint drug money, baby it's thug money and love money,

She abused drugs, alcohol, and smoked frequently

Who didn't really care to see, or give a damn if she

Now a nigga got baking to bake

All around theres death,drugs, and rape

And don't give me that shit about how you do drugs,

And all we lack is communication like service sucks