This is a song about "Aussie drugs and money"

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

In a malcolm x shirt chillin' with the ku klux

Ho, slut, no love, turn beef to cold cuts

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

Is money, drugs, hoes, violence washed up routine

I spitting bars the metronome the money machine

And he was married to my grandmother for money n drugs

That mean im overflowin all you rappin niggas in cups

But most times darling the sequel sucks

My daddy drank and my momma did drugs;

Drugs, sex, killing and lots of madness

Magic city, a stack for the fattest asses

Who live up in dark alleys, and are taking those crazy drugs,

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

All around theres death,drugs, and rape

Let em marinate, you forever late