This is a song about "Coke and molly"

I know you get lonely when i ain’t home, on the road

Smokin' bowls of dope, but still these heads will choke and coke,

Bring the battering ram where you live

I'm not even on coke and i spray rhymes

Outstanding clout, what up greg street

Of the coke and the smoke of weed

Chica-go-getter from odd future, used to ride solo

You think life's nice and make money at home sipping coke no

Smokin' bowls of dope and coke, our noses are infected soon,

Butterfly bow tie, made my mark like the craters on the moon

That would be cool, if she was your lover

He drinks too much coke and speaks with a stutter,

Need a clear mind cause i been blind, got me goin' down that road

A nay-sayer livin off dreams and hope he clings to dope and coke,

But bitch you dumb as fuck to right from wrong

While she pop that molly and i rip off her thong