This is a song about "Drugs and fucking"

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

But still i was a bad-kid who did alcohol and drugs.

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

In a malcolm x shirt chillin' with the ku klux

How you gonna look in your son's face and turn your back

The feds introduced the drugs, all the acid, the dope and smack,

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

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

Maxi pad, leave the beat brown like rihanna lips

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

I explained all the abuse and drugs they did

The shit is so bare, my diary isn't hid

European model white bitch is eating donuts

And don't give me that shit about how you do drugs,