This is a song about "Drug and girls"

Money drug girls which one got me fucked next

But more less the vest i'm comin for ya'll neck

Talking about the god you serve

Drug dealers, rapists, and murderers

Cruisin in bottles, lottery tickets, and drug abuse

A photographic memory, i'm never gonna lose

Yeah got to the club early just to get in free

‘cause i’m addicted and you the drug, cold turkey?

Spit that knowledge, and peace my girls,

Hundred k in twenty-two hours

Fuck, condom pocket, luckily, i brought one

Girls like me cuz i'm kind and handsome

If i sent my dad letters

Boys and girls, stop staring at the pearls.

See their parents were drug addicts, not adam and eve,

So i got my camera on your cameltoe say cheese