This is a song about "Crack fiend poppysocker"

As prolific and as active as can be, fiend, abuse it,

And i don't blame you, cause game gets swang like it ain't shit

I spitting bars the metronome the money machine

I get a craving like i fiend for nicotine

So they quote me and love me like i’m a poet or something

Im that fiend bloody stacy adams trigger finger diamond ring

They're pulling your sleeve, don't believe

A keen fiend with obscene dreams

Ain't no nigga touching my style, it got a force field

And im still mean rappin gets me high like a true fiend

Not only had the fiend died

Cause you didn’t play the game right