This is a song about "Drug regulations"

You say you trappin and you never even sold a drug,

And i ain't shallow, material things suppress bad luck

I need a backyard full court size

The drug life, a hard life, no wife

// abstract written about drug addicts

I be giving work to the kids

Right flows down and they might go nice

Crackhead on drug supplies

And ask me how was my night

Drug dealer on the right

Some of you bitches look stupid as fuck

Or fade to white; new favorite drug?

Yeah this world is cold but with this drug,

Shit, they'll put the dogs in the truck

Drug dealer shane, lame eh?

My block, that's right! heh