This is a song about "Birthing addicts"

Yeah months in every night she's in tears

Oh hail might jesus crucifix the addicts,

Cause every girl i deal and fuck, it's always against her will

I'm an ironic life instructor, make addicts out of people

Don't make me shoot up this place with light sabers and guns

Im a drug you addicted to me like crack addicts

Where im from theres addicts, sluts, nd thugs

Hit strip clubs find bitches with big butts

Ummnow i dun been around the world

Do pot, now i'm birthing berserk,

And your neighborhood is infested with sluts and crack addicts,

Okay i'm trying to hit, something's just gotta give

And danced around the house in all-over print panties

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

Staying hotter than an addicts hits, and smarter than atticus,

I'm out bk with these fast girls and all my cash good i miss slow bucks