This is a song about "Cocaine bitchs and killing"

Whole lot of cobras with dope like soap bars

Now i cocking meth and killing cops

They'd rather see us locked in chains, please explain

Give rap cpr n cocaine, and alive came the game

Your match is made, now stutter and quake, like you did cocaine

Cause i'll +bolt+ on usain, i'm too ahead of the game

Soaring around, killing titans and their legions/

Maxi pad, leave the beat brown like rihanna lips

And my only fear's a wedding ring

My divine itching and shrine killing

Those privileged fucks got to learn that we ain't taking no shit

Crack cocaine they'll crack it get they money and stack it

Everybody judging off a single i ain't even pick

And that cocaine industry has us americans so fascinated,

They ain't say that then they wouldn't be haters

And sniff train tracks of cocaine watch how the world swirls