This is a song about "Don t drink and drive"

Don´t try to fuck with me, i am the one who goes for the kill,

It's terminally, permanently, seriously ill

But radio ain't trying to follow suit

Drive to your hood and start shoot

Bad bitch mac lip she a actress have her in the coup suckin on the gear shift

Anyone disagrees is gettin speared /anyone don t agree is just weird/

Randy and don, i'll come all up in a sudden

They don’t want, my attention, i’m cool cousin

All you heard is aye-pext don t hit me no more/

And wonder why i ain't ever caught that feeling before

Had no ambitions and no drive.

Uhh, addicts arise, when i arrive

Also, this mothafucka got a nine to five

Take some lucy's boomer's dark liq' and light, some might drive

Wish you was around now to see what i've become see

And that goes for don, 420, justin, carl, great, and randy,