This is a song about "Drug dealing"

Fuck you, i'll just do some sorta drug

Who the fuck invited mr. i don't give a fuck

Somthing that i just cant dealing

No kids, no ring herd she do your own thing

There's real rap without the drug dealing shit,

If she cook and keep her vagina like a secret

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

Gotta understand the truth. we is all king's 'round here

Had to d up like all in a titty cup

That i'm better than any kinda drug

You see now that nigga lonely

Guess i'm dealing the best cos it hasn't hit me

I hope not because i cant be dealing with little babies,

This song about you, then you probably need to leave

Fuck you faggots, i'm with a fat bitch

Then going on a drug binge