This is a song about "Drift off away"

Put a eighth on lay away

Round my motherfuckin way

Stray away bullet streaks off the lips son

Callin' these bitches cuz bitches ain't even women

Let the smoke drift away whilst your lungs fill with tar,

The underdog of the underground has come far

You will not get away

She do everything i say

Mid-drift, turn on the switch, broke but killing rappers that are rich

Now look, don't make a grown nigga beg that ain't fair bitch

What the feigns say, few roaches you need spray

If you choose to walk away

More like the mixtape presidentbarack o'drama!it was definitely time for change

She pulled away and i ripped her whole face off, like travolta did to nicholas cage.

If you out there let me hear you say

You thought,you would get away,