This is a song about "Drug cartels"

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

Middle finger missing so i can not give a fuck

I'm going through something with life

The drug life, a hard life, no wife

The red album, lil red shortie, you can't touch her

Not a drug dealer, a pharmaceutical vendor

Walk blind into a line or fight

Drug dealer on the right

The only time i flirt with her

Or maybe even a drug dealer

That i'm better than any kinda drug

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

Crackhead on drug supplies

Started off on thin ice

Or fade to white; new favorite drug?

Take em to the crib, yeah we gon fuck