This is a song about "Drugs and girls"

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

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

My daddy drank and my momma did drugs;

Amen, they say you only live once

On they car note to go to the club

Lots of drugs and boos in his cup

And he was married to my grandmother for money n drugs

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

Oh yeah we're old as fuck, we didn't have our glasses

Drugs, sex, killing and lots of madness

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

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

And all we lack is communication like service sucks

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

In a malcolm x shirt chillin' with the ku klux

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