This is a song about "Drain there sr"

Po-po wanna pick his brain, ho's wanna give him brain

The life of a drug dealer, lives down the drain

I'm the author for gangsters, tough guys

I wanted to watch the life drain from his eyes,

Whole lot of haters wanna fight i swear

Hello? is there anybody out there?

I mainly wanna drain you of any hope you maintain cause

Rather than buy our songs, they busy cheering the stars

Runnin' this bitch like i do not care

Over here, money over there

Cars just like sneakers, just got me ten pair

Over here, money over there

Im back at there house now there panicking

And this will be the song that we sing

Ignore cus she mad again, then i hit her back again

Ever present dilemmas send the present into the drain