This is a song about "Aussie drugs and money"

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

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

Drivin' my impala and selling drugs

European model white bitch is eating donuts

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

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

A single mother with a problem child, daddy free

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

I like hoes that like poles in clean clubs

My daddy drank and my momma did drugs;

She abused drugs, alcohol, and smoked frequently

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

And all we lack is communication like service sucks

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