This is a song about "Bitchs and drugs"

Maybe i'm on lust well you deserve love

Drugs, sex, killing and lots of madness

Through drugs and friends, i was in misery

Heavy weed smoker, get ounces for free

And he was married to my grandmother for money n drugs

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

Y'all can keep all the trophies get at kim and i'm fine

Fuck all the people rapping about drugs and crime.

The feds introduced the drugs, all the acid, the dope and smack,

I left the city for a minute but it's still on my back

Beaverton my sneaker game although i never be with ducks

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