This is a song about "Aussie drugs and money"

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

Have you seen ibiza with beaches that look like eva with d cups

That mean im overflowin all you rappin niggas in cups

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

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

Can we take shots? what's your flavor? flat drinks we call a cups

My daddy drank and my momma did drugs;

I like hoes that like poles in clean clubs

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

Destroying a set of lives just for ice, money, and drugs

Went to sleep at seven never woke up from the dream

Is money, drugs, hoes, violence washed up routine

But now i know why drugs and alcohol

Gas women then return ‘em like a rental car