This is a song about "Birthing addicts"

And i ain't spend a minute up in the streets

Addicts attacking drug packers over crack beefs

Oh hail might jesus crucifix the addicts,

Or the crack that they sell to put food in their kids

That's why rappers is actors trying to dabble in clothes

Heavy breathing like crack addicts on a overdose

Black magic crack addicts, better wear a flak jacket,

But that's a shitty accent you should've figured that

Do pot, now i'm birthing berserk,

You're so white, my blinkers don't work

Mommy found out i’m paying everybody bills

Im a drug you addicted to me like crack addicts

See their parents were drug addicts, not adam and eve,

But you ain't never pleased, maybe you should leave

And your neighborhood is infested with sluts and crack addicts,

My bitches bad, these niggas mad, i guess it's just what the fame brings