This is a song about "Dope selling and traffickin"

Couldn't stand up after abusing dope and shit

All my friends, weed & cigarettes so i take a hit

Except for selling tree but between you and me

Two kids, wide hips, found something in her we didn't see

Always knew where the pot was

But now i'm dope and clearing fences

Make it sound too dope i ain't selling it

Y’all niggas don’t worry me at least a bit

And i be drinking all the brown straight, no coke

And have the vatican blastin "bitches and dope"/

Shorty throw it back and a nigga might love that

We're fanatics, unplugged sounds, dope and so tragic,

My momma taught me never steal and never tell on folks

The mainstream is selling out, giving their bodies and souls,