This is a song about "Drug dealin"

Shes addicted to me, like im her drug

Dump his dead body outta my pick up truck

Sometimes it's hard enough just dealin' with real life

Destined to win, get respect where i live

Or stock dealin' there's no excuse for the preenin'

Dirty rotten nigger picked it from a cotton gin

What you know about bein’ broke, seein’ people dealin’ coke,

Behind the velvet rope, pop bottles, hella smoke

They loved the sight

Drug dealer on the right

// abstract written about drug addicts

I'm through trial, no more smiles, for a couple years