This is a song about "Bitches and drugs"

Long as she come to me first

Money, drugs, and power rule the world,

And he was married to my grandmother for money n drugs

Can we take shots? what's your flavor? flat drinks we call a cups

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

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

That mean im overflowin all you rappin niggas in cups

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

We're just teens but thieves and fiends, slangin' drugs,

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

So she went across the street, gave him a kiss

I'll take there homies,family and bitches

And don't give me that shit about how you do drugs,

In a malcolm x shirt chillin' with the ku klux