This is a song about "Bitches and drugs"

Fuck cops, i'm a fucking rock star

But now i know why drugs and alcohol

Cause the media is full of dirty tricks

It’s an endless cycle, of drugs and violence,

Most people made of blood and organs but i'm made of drugs

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

In a malcolm x shirt chillin' with the ku klux

Most people made of blood and organs but i'm made of drugs

But still i was a bad-kid who did alcohol and drugs.

Beaverton my sneaker game although i never be with ducks

Let me rideuntil i get free

Through drugs and friends, i was in misery

Where you belong with your family

Of bad bitches and good tree

And all we lack is communication like service sucks

Who live up in dark alleys, and are taking those crazy drugs,