This is a song about "Drug war"

Take em to the crib, yeah we gon fuck

Fuck you, i'll just do some sorta drug

Come and get us you prepare for war,

I don't know.. what you're lookin' for

I'm not a but i'm the bitch

Then going on a drug binge

She leave her hair on the floor

Money is worst than a war

She on media take out, but don't take out her kids

// abstract written about drug addicts

Without your love it's cold as fuck

Or fade to white; new favorite drug?

Will i ever win the war

And i don't run counters no more

Keep it aggressive, peace don of war,

Woodstock though, couple bands on the floor