This is a song about "Dealing drugs"

Probly from selling or doing drugs

Ho, slut, no love, turn beef to cold cuts

Good kids make bad grown ups

Sell a dub mix some drugs

A sore feeling we're dealing with killings ill and surreal

In brazil, and this shit is real, got bad hoes and that whip appeal

Done be ashamed-it ain't no thang, i used to blow trees

I hope not because i cant be dealing with little babies,

Give me a reason why i'm not the best breathing

Applause the healing while she's still dealing,

Dealing in depression, murder and lyrical impregnation

You killed the nigga, i stole a bible, is that a sin

Tired of feeling wired of dealing

And my wish is to have everything

Dealing with backstabber's there was one thing i learned

But it's my life or your life, and i'mma bomb first