This is a song about "Drugs and depression"

From this pain and depression.

Double mg not to mention

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

That mean im overflowin all you rappin niggas in cups

And other times i could only settle my depression with rapping,

Hold up now don’t get it twisted, i ain't hating, do your thing

Lotta rapper thugs talking bout bitches, money trees, and drugs

Beaverton my sneaker game although i never be with ducks

And all we lack is communication like service sucks

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

Through drugs and friends, i was in misery

Cause now it's on for you and me, all i can see

She abused drugs, alcohol, and smoked frequently

I’m at dulles with luggage fly straight to the money

Let's have a toast for this new love

Drugs, sex, killing and lots of madness