This is a song about "Drug lords"

They slowly showin they colors

Drug dealers, rapists, and murderers

I hear pouts and the lords come to pay, my heart begin to collapse

When timbo is in the party, everybody put up they hands

But now we must get money and stay from drug

Classless niggas ask me if they give a fuck

Without your love it's cold as fuck

Yeah this world is cold but with this drug,

Or fade to white; new favorite drug?

Pop-pop, hit a mini mug

But that throat she got have a nigga stuck

Shes addicted to me, like im her drug

Drug dealer shane, lame eh?

My block, that's right! heh

I aint a drug addict

You just do your thing chick