This is a song about "Coke cain"

Show em how low can you go, till overdosed on your coke

My heart is all kind of cold, hope that you all got a coat

They took her by the throat, we front in here for dope

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

You a sweet nigga like a bottle of coke,

And i ain't talking rap, man, i'm coming up this road

They dont know what hit em like they been taking coke

Hi my name is bob and i work at my job

So you told the cops about his distribution of coke

So i catch him stretchin', have him guessin' where his cracker throat

From hustler rappers bragging about selling the whitest coke,

Presidential suite and bitch, i never use my right to vote

Before you sign, you’ll be blind if you’ve been broke

When he thought he could do this was he on coke

I failed in life more coke i bought

Okay man you do the drop