This is a song about "Aussie drugs and money"

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

Drivin' my impala and selling drugs

If i die before i wake

All around theres death,drugs, and rape

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

And the discography, somethin' you got to see

It ain't nothing to me, i’m who they coming to see

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

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

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

But now i know why drugs and alcohol

Gas women then return ‘em like a rental car

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

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