This is a song about "Drugs and depression"

And get me some more drugs

Good kids make bad grown ups

Ho, slut, no love, turn beef to cold cuts

We're just teens but thieves and fiends, slangin' drugs,

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

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

You know...you know who you are

But now i know why drugs and alcohol

Beaverton my sneaker game although i never be with ducks

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

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

Have you seen ibiza with beaches that look like eva with d cups

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