This is a song about "Drugs and alchohol"

Cappin' boy, cooking crack, at the same damn time

Fuck all the people rapping about drugs and crime.

And the life i live is hell see, i never thought i'd see

She abused drugs, alcohol, and smoked frequently

Who live up in dark alleys, and are taking those crazy drugs,

And all we lack is communication like service sucks

My daddy drank and my momma did drugs;

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

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

Rich, 2pac and the click, smokin' blunts, loadin' clips

Can we take shots? what's your flavor? flat drinks we call a cups

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

When you let that nigga grab your naked ass

So get rid of the drugs and get low and hash

And get me some more drugs

Hit strip clubs find bitches with big butts