This is a song about "Cocaine butcher and guns"

I swear they think i'm crazy

Pcp, cocaine and ice set me free

"kill this nigga, guns and weed"

And we stumpinbut can't catch the beat

The richest place on earth

And my guns are directors

You kidding meit's really nothing to me and my king

I came from nothing, surrounded by cocaine and lusting,

On cocaine to try and cover up her pain

With my name on em: that’s a damn shame

And sniff train tracks of cocaine watch how the world swirls

Said that they tried to give him like a hundred years

But i get the dough, shit i might splurge on one

I, slap bitchez and toke guns for fun