This is a song about "Drug cartel"

O.d. was in the weight room all his life

The drug life, a hard life, no wife

I don't really know what the fuck's in my cup

That i'm better than any kinda drug

And if they did, they didn't care

Like a fashion cartel,

Who the fuck invited mr. i don't give a fuck

Or fade to white; new favorite drug?

I goes in, this is such a cinch

Then going on a drug binge

Fuck a cold sore, getcha getcha own cup

Yeah this world is cold but with this drug,

Drug dealer on the right

You should spend the night

Dump his dead body outta my pick up truck

But now we must get money and stay from drug