This is a song about "Crystal meth puddle sluts cops"

Cause see way back, i thought to fuck with you was impossible

Takes me to a new level. now an ocean, used to be a puddle.

Pimp south, yup, “it takes a nation” of sluts

Hasheem thabeet and various other peoples

Add some meth and that pills

Been spending most our lives

Your voice sounds like you’re always on the crack and crystal,

Take a couple bits, bitch kibbles, bitch i gotta riddle

I'm fresh to death doper then uncut meth

The best is that which i accept and nothing less

Don’t you ever get too comfortable

Submerging from a mucky puddle,

I'll make you deaf with my musical meth

Eatin nubo dishes, with my soul food princess

Animal instinct like hannibal lecter on crystal meth hits,

From the palms of jeffrey dahmer, baby mamas said the kicks