This is a song about "Crush up a line and snort my problems away"

Wake up and sniff a line of kat i've had my special k,

We get our chefin on, chefin on everyday

I like hoes that like poles in clean clubs

Snort that coke that looks like a kleenex

I don't know why the industry wanna keep me a secret

And crush your fuckin dreams cause im such a piece of shit

Cus i'm gonna love you girl until the end of time

I hold the pen and vent my thoughts, release, all i need's a line,

Can we take shots? what's your flavor? flat drinks we call a cups

I found a solution to all my stress and problems/

Crush the glass from my bare hands and swallow it

Kendrick lamar, his momma called him that

Selling my assets, i'm so damn illegal that i need to be arrest

You stole my heart like a burglar, and then up and away you went

Miami bound with my d.c. chick and we let it fly when we in the club

Money come and money go still money problems addin up