This is a song about "Drug and girls"

Teenage and adult girls cant resist us

Hitting amputees in the knees, jesus

Girls, traffic and some things tragic

I was born back, wolf pack, nigga fuck that

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

There's much more to life than just poverty

Fuck a cold sore, getcha getcha own cup

But now we must get money and stay from drug

If you was, i would climb every other stair, i gotta stare

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

And my girls yeah she a queen

Then keep your change like an oink machine

I live the street life, ya heard? guns, money and birds

Money, mansions, girls and golden retrievers

Me and whore white girls never workout,

She would throw a pout how i'm showing out