This is a song about "Badguy strange livin selling crystal meth"

There is a light that shines

The world seems strange at times

I'm with your girlfriend eating chips

Add some meth and that pills

Staring at the crystal ball

Now we must stand tall

Nick will pop to with a pistol turn you into a crystal

These hoes ain't checking for no nigga with no vehicle

And i'm a legend in the flesh that dress to impress

But damn it...who'd ever mix up ciroc, powder, n' sum' meth?//

I can taste the salt from my tears

All of this fuss for heisenberg's blue meth

Crystal-balling you... see you're harshly screwed up

From the homies, cuz shorty wanna be a thug