This is a song about "Drug and girls"

Tell me where my soldiers at? put yo' pistols in the air

Drug dealers are on every corner news stand and sell there,

Bed and my dick in yo girls ass

Got my foot on the gas

Niggas start listenin', and what i'm givin' them

Dumb girls doing it, and my shoe again,

Drug-induced teens hear killing and go renegade,

Minus the love, they feel like i was something to hate

Baby moms on greyhound for 8 hours

Spit that knowledge, and peace my girls,

This aint drug money, baby it's thug money and love money,

That bastard was buzzing like woody so we get it for free

Pathological liars even know i'm the truth

Cruisin in bottles, lottery tickets, and drug abuse

Drug dealers, rapists, and murderers

Better yet they work my every nerve