This is a song about "Birthing addicts"

Where im from theres addicts, sluts, nd thugs

Stay gold, stray old, maturing means that your life sucks

Do pot, now i'm birthing berserk,

Momma in the bathroom poppa at work

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

That's why i get cut like i don't fuck with the coach knees

Inside of me, but the thoughts it tells me are still evil

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

You walking down the block, he got shot, you are no eye witness

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

Momma chillthug livin pay the bills

// abstract written about drug addicts

To me playing in the game is worth more than the seats

Addicts attacking drug packers over crack beefs

Im a drug you addicted to me like crack addicts

See i ain't tryna think about no phone bills