This is a song about "Crystal meth"

Eatin nubo dishes, with my soul food princess

I'll make you deaf with my musical meth

Everybody coming home deserve a white benz

I'm sick of seeing crack-addict single moms who bite the meth,

But you the one on crystal meth, bitch my rhymes are limitless

In the clouds looking down, i ain't even in a rush

My rings, gold, diamond, and crystal glared

One parent above, the other live scared

You're reaching new heights, and i ain't kiss you just a little

Nick will pop to with a pistol turn you into a crystal

Add some meth and that pills

She likes the way it hits her lips

With my semen and oppressed by my give a fuck less

But damn it...who'd ever mix up ciroc, powder, n' sum' meth?//

I pry my eyes from that crystal glassed mirror.

I'll touch slap her, dap her, plus clap her