This is a song about "Drugs and devil"

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

Amen, they say you only live once

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

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

I like hoes that like poles in clean clubs

Drivin' my impala and selling drugs

Beaverton my sneaker game although i never be with ducks

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

I'm out bk with these fast girls and all my cash good i miss slow bucks

And he was married to my grandmother for money n drugs

Them niggas tippin' good girl but i can make it flood

The devil is alive and wreakin havoc

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

And all we lack is communication like service sucks