This is a song about "Drug and girls"

And i got that drive and she just might crash

Bed and my dick in yo girls ass

Then to be in my face asking for a rose cup

You say you trappin and you never even sold a drug,

Pretty girls/ practically swirls and curls

I've become immune to you no name haters

Givin' 'em a wet, welcome to the house of pain

Call my rapping a drug and start damaging your brain

I don't really know what the fuck's in my cup

But now we must get money and stay from drug

Cruisin in bottles, lottery tickets, and drug abuse

And i done seen some old beefs make a bunch of news

She was a les 'til i went ahead and screwed her straight

Drug-induced teens hear killing and go renegade,

Boys and girls, stop staring at the pearls.

And what about the rappers