This is a song about "Diet pills"

I lost myself in bottles, both liquid and prescriptions pills

Oooo your booty so thick behind them juicy ass lips

So here i am at the store for some chips

And the kitchen table is were i find my pills

When anorexics see you, they feel they need to go on a diet.

All you fucking bloggin' faggots yappin' up that extra shit

She tells us not to do drugs, alcohol or pop pills

Rich, 2pac and the click, smokin' blunts, loadin' clips

I only got four minutes

And took a couple pills

Then you'll try to spike my corona with sleeping pills

Black on black nikes that represent the lifeless lives

But this ain't physics or rocket science

Skill pays the bills, love rap hate them pills,

So come on and go on eat some of your pills

I'm throwing them rocks back, with the fury of bullets