This is a song about "Beats and the drugs"

Rappin tappin on the left button clickin n clickin on instrumentals and beats,

Mercy is for the weak when i speak i screamafraid to sleep; i'm havin crazy dreams

Or maybe i'll just watch us distribute drugs and lace the crack,

A bunch of fucking wolves and rats having niggers the size of shaq

Where your whereabouts baby? i care about you lady

Here mashing these beats and pouring the lyrical gravy

And think that selling drugs is the only real way out,

Don't pay for that, double-mg nigga brag about

And i got that drive and she just might crash

So get rid of the drugs and get low and hash

But youre there and the fuzz shaking the drugs out your clothes

In my room, redefinin' the meanin' of black holes

Start the applause, a rebel soul lifted

I explained all the abuse and drugs they did

Nigga fuck your role model bitch, i'm my own idol and

I wish it was still back then and the drugs never happened