This is a song about "Bitches and drugs"

Lotta rapper thugs talking bout bitches, money trees, and drugs

Beaverton my sneaker game although i never be with ducks

So get rid of the drugs and get low and hash

I could spend my whole life tryna get cash

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

Have you seen ibiza with beaches that look like eva with d cups

Drivin' my impala and selling drugs

European model white bitch is eating donuts

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

In a malcolm x shirt chillin' with the ku klux

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

My paper long, yep, you left alone, you gets no fucks

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

I don't care who exist, the exorcist moving bricks

Destroying a set of lives just for ice, money, and drugs

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