This is a song about "Coke"

On these streets with flurry coke-line streaks/

They want me unemployed, until i hit the streets

Your album sound like some shit a fake wiz khalifa papa wrote

So you told the cops about his distribution of coke

It's too dope coz i mix that with coke

Lambo, roscoe, no street code

Then i switched the grill on the chevy, got a nose job

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

Try this: no thanks i smoke dope nd ur snortin coke

Fuck "grey's anatomy" i'm getting sasha grey throat

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

My bitch on the come-up while your bitch is going broke

I try to tell them i'm one of the

Slangin a coke without the cola

If skill was health you'd be on coke

I just know i'm that dope