This is a song about "Buying lsd"

They say its a free country but im not buying it

Sippy cup full of whip creamed hot chocolate

King of the club, i bet you can’t top

Then they caught buying a pawnshop/

He's buying me leather

I don’t care where ya are

You are water wild so i guess your pussy empty

She's green with jealousy, dreaming in lsd

And i have to say that music keeps me here, by far, the main thing

Child parents see my music and say "thats one album you will not be buying"

You're buying up silvers like you need to kill a werewolf

Check me i be jumping out the coupe, swagger through the roof

All my shit designeri fucked your bitch in versace, nigga

Making money in manillas, but buying food stamps with a vista

Now you buying birthday presents

Thought this was forever love