This is a song about "Cocaine and weed"

So my outlook's dim and my house is eventually without any heat

He's developed a new need, cocaine, then after a few drags of weed,

"kill this nigga, guns and weed"

If it's me that catch you, you're fried

I be gettin' money

Pcp, cocaine and ice set me free

And that cocaine industry has us americans so fascinated,

Statistics say that niggas with no father ain't going to be shit

Started out with just alc and weed

Your girlfriends man cheat, cheat

And could i be a star

That hands you weed and alcohol

With some weed and a cup

I know you're mad, but so what

I say i’m wrong, you say come again

And i lost a couple over crack cocaine