This is a song about "Drug deals"

She said i'm ready to fuck

Fuck you, i'll just do some sorta drug

And, yeah, we heard you got it locked but like dem socks we on your heels

Takg there money, there getting dryer,im not a drug dealer i dont do deals

To heaven's door -- shed so many tears

I got them cause i can bring deals like payless/

Crackhead on drug supplies

Before we see it's hard to live

Because i'm seventeen, compose my own beats

And till that day i will stay real in this ghetto deals

Randy don't always talk about money and drug

I got class and can't take this bitch to math, what

I'mma keep it real kid i’m just hatinain’t a opportunity i ain’t take close chase

Every one deals with it, everyone in the fucking interplanetary space!

Then going on a drug binge

D.c. all up in this bitch