This is a song about "Aussie drugs and money"

Beaverton my sneaker game although i never be with ducks

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

She prayed on me passing that bar

But now i know why drugs and alcohol

Stack up your funds like a million bucks

My daddy drank and my momma did drugs;

And all we lack is communication like service sucks

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

Then it's back to the corner where we sell cracksome of you niggas is bustas, you running round

Money drugs and women seem to be the only the the radio can play! (*white noise sound*)

She abused drugs, alcohol, and smoked frequently

If you don’t recognize, you gon’ see

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

Drugs, sex, killing and lots of madness

Welcome back to class, bitch, grab on to your glasses