This is a song about "Bitchez are fiends"

Hit strip clubs find bitches with big butts

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

Fiends high as a kite, coke whiter than that captain kirk

Don't try to compare this to anything you ever heard

Teens became fiends without dreams like martin luther king,

Destinies fulfilled off the filling from the pillow talking

So much green and it's entirely for me and these fiends,

So i give my love to my lady and pray for all these babies

Give it back with a sensitive mouth and some hard knees

Generic indeed, see i can switch it up for you fiends

Through fiends and thieves dreams of shit grown on money trees,

We still visualize places, that we can roll in peace

Rose cases, we pop daily

The fiends supply the shady

Cause i'm murderin' these fiends

Create life with the beats, alicia keys