This is a song about "Coke weed bitches"

If skill was health you'd be on coke

Been running around trying find a job

Hoping that mama would sympathize cause she broke

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

Bring the keys, oh my god

I failed in life more coke i bought

Stuck in positions. if victims can't stand the heat

Now im thinking rapping weed, rapping weed

I’m just multiplying my money and dividing the legs

There's no coke to worry about nigga x3

You a sweet nigga like a bottle of coke,

Sing the highs and lows, remember when i was broke

Shout outs to them taylors and them jets fool

A little coke addict fresh out grade school