This is a song about "Drug dealer"

I'ma go getter, money mr. dealer,

Shit stress free i ain't even gon' hassle her

My dip gang man, the peeps that'll ride

Drug dealer on the right

Crack dealer, master chef, i own the kitchen

I beach chair, with my malibu vision

Or fade to white; new favorite drug?

I know you're mad, but so what

Thick legs, big ole jugs legs stick like rims on the truck

That i'm better than any kinda drug

You gotta pay attention in order to pay dues

He is a drug dealer, nigga its what you choose,

Or maybe even a drug dealer

And if my mother answer, i'll ask her