This is a song about "Drug dealer"

She showed me affection like a drug dealer using her pocket for my protection

When i rhyme and spit /and write this shit and feel stuck in the darkness that im residing in

The nerve of this prick, he said fuck it you can have her

Of becoming a drug dealer, warm-blooded killer,

Or maybe even a drug dealer

I wanted a brother my mother i told her

Not a drug dealer, a pharmaceutical vendor

Just remember i said it, by the end of november

That i'm better than any kinda drug

And the governor couldn’t give one fuck

Other dudes be huggin and nourishin her

I, own guns, got my own arms dealer

Run through the puddles, playin' in the mud

Rapping roulette, this life is a drug