This is a song about "Cocain dealing smoking"

Kept drinking, regret kept smoking.

Energized and still going

Whoa yo, yo.. no homo, i'm not gay, faggot

There's real rap without the drug dealing shit,

Pockets morbidly obese, i'll be tourin for loot

In a drug-dealing locked car with the police in hot pursuit,

In south america, they attempt to put an end, to the war of drug dealing

Martin luther i must’ve seenmixtape, mix ya body with tapethat’s what that green’ll bring

New soul verses the o.g. it seemed as a hit

There's real rap without the drug dealing shit,

I hope not because i cant be dealing with little babies,

Me and my niggas swarm on you like the killer bees

It’s weird shawty, your wares showing me dead wrong

But thats just called dealing with shit and staying strong,