This is a song about "Drugs and alchohol"

Fuck all the people rapping about drugs and crime.

Still selling boy and girl, at the same damn time

Drivin' my impala and selling drugs

In a malcolm x shirt chillin' with the ku klux

It’s an endless cycle, of drugs and violence,

But love my music, say i do nothing but hits

That mean im overflowin all you rappin niggas in cups

Most people made of blood and organs but i'm made of drugs

Long as she come to me first

Money, drugs, and power rule the world,

I explained all the abuse and drugs they did

But that was fiction, some coward got the story twisted

We get the bread and the crumbs, young money

She abused drugs, alcohol, and smoked frequently

And don't give me that shit about how you do drugs,

Stay gold, stray old, maturing means that your life sucks