This is a song about "Drug and money"

I don't toot my own horn but i'm a cold train

Call my rapping a drug and start damaging your brain

Adabo to my haters

Drug dealers, rapists, and murderers

Herpes virus, yeah bitch, i fought one

With plenty of money and women

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

I'm a g, and this is something you can't see

Wocky, she's a dancer, walkie-talkie ace for back up like fag

I dont rack stacks i got pocket change drug money is whack,

Money drug girls which one got me fucked next

Why? cause i really didn’t wanna get my shit wet

My brother got knocked now they hold him in cells

And cash money supermarket like seth,

Drug-induced teens hear killing and go renegade,

And a fist full of money give it to a fifth grade