This is a song about "Codeine pills lines"

"you've popped more pills than marshall mathers did

Showed it to john mccain, said it wasn't crooked

With a rosa parks state of mind, i don't give a fuck

Codeine in my oj, call that liquid luck,

She tells us not to do drugs, alcohol or pop pills

These hoes thuggin, these nigga's bitches don’t know the difference

I know just what you need nigga that know when to leave

3 or 4 times a day, do codeine and are dope fiends,

I only got four minutes

Gotta take some more pills

We talkin' b blockers keep us with deep pockets

So i'm sittin' in the dark with a bottle of pills

Now i was dreaming bout a deal at the age of thirteen

Pussy motherfuckers leanin' like codeine fiends, he's mean,