This is a song about "Drug and girls"

Girls, traffic and some things tragic

You're a divorced slut and you can't suck dick

Cruisin in bottles, lottery tickets, and drug abuse

Yo this nigga's forehead looks like a fuckin' big-ass moose

You little young-ass motherfuckers

Spit that knowledge, and peace my girls,

Dub a.l.e., still a son of a gun

Girls like me cuz i'm kind and handsome

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

With a rosa parks state of mind, i don't give a fuck

Drink a fifth of hennessy and then take another fade

Drug-induced teens hear killing and go renegade,

You can disown him or stone him

Powerpuff girls and invader zim

Stack in his hand trynna make that last

Bed and my dick in yo girls ass