This is a song about "Bad club drugs"

Olajuwon, james hardeny’all niggas new to the sceneand that’s my nigga, supper club

This high powered cell at the county jailpunk judge got a grudge, can't post no bail, what

I say it’s your world, cole world to be exact

Stimulating night in club type of fact

But most times darling the sequel sucks

Of having so much drugs, so much drugs

Drivin' my impala and selling drugs

In a malcolm x shirt chillin' with the ku klux

Get off a key like i can’t sing

I left the club departing

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

Normally talk about, snorting drugs

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

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

Ace in the club yea we dealin cards

Lord, you're so pretty, lying in my arms