This is a song about "Drug abuse"

Even though i'm a victim of my father's abuse

We buying they hoes bags, getting they bitches shoes

Cause baby i refuse, to do a pup some abuse

From where they take them old beats and turn em into news

Always keep it up to date, that's why the hoes choose

Or you choose i dont give a fuck what you abuse

And the moon looking beautiful as ever

Ill abuse any drug , bring it here... ill do her.

Manufactured substance that all you suckers abuse//

A photographic memory, i'm never gonna lose

Run through the puddles, playin' in the mud

Fuck you, i'll just do some sorta drug

And start hurting other people with my verbal abuse

I make my old bitch buy me all the latest shoes

Randy don't always talk about money and drug

I can hear the bells ringing off the nice dream truck