This is a song about "Drugs and guns"

Misogyny and homophobia, guns and crimes and,

Nickel plated chromegot this baby capone lookin like a giant

We got dat guns and flow

I'm never faded though

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

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

Competition on the court

Still no drugs, guns, knives or lives lost.

Hit strip clubs find bitches with big butts

And get me some more drugs

Who live up in dark alleys, and are taking those crazy drugs,

That mean im overflowin all you rappin niggas in cups

If you're black, you're always a thug, and you have drugs and guns

Somalia women ethiopian queens never could tell the difference

Not caring for lives, only profit and guns

But this ain't physics or rocket science