This is a song about "Drugs and bitches"

That mean im overflowin all you rappin niggas in cups

Destroying a set of lives just for ice, money, and drugs

Beaverton my sneaker game although i never be with ducks

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

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

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

Through drugs and friends, i was in misery

I just want somebody i can see

And he was married to my grandmother for money n drugs

My paper long, yep, you left alone, you gets no fucks

Surrounded by drugs violence and sodomy

For shootin' done to you or we're losin' money

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

Don't call it a comeback, i been here for years

And my kick game beyond crazy

Of bad bitches and good tree