This is a song about "Drug dealing suicide"

That i'm better than any kinda drug

And the governor couldn’t give one fuck

Her love is like a drug

In that pretty red dress, let's fuck

Suicide depression,

Go where you ain't been

A sore feeling we're dealing with killings ill and surreal

I'm everybody top ten, you ain't even top tier

You know me, cool breeze, a nigga high

She commited suicide by

Take a look, to this bullet, now my finger slipped

Suicide bombs like a motherfucking terrorist