This is a song about "Drugs and hard times"

In a malcolm x shirt chillin' with the ku klux

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

Stack up your funds like a million bucks

It's a hard time keeping my hands off the drugs

To all those hard times, hiding

Okay i’m lying, but i’m trying

But let me thank destiny i'm still alive

Said off so many times, writers block, its hard times

Life was diggin’ me deeper, i kept on coming up short

You won six times and twenty two times you've lost

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

But most times darling the sequel sucks

I want that title but they got me fighting under card

This for my people that stressing whenever times is hard

I keep on living through hard times, because of my insignificant rhymes,

Bet they on my dick tonight, all my women fly as shit, why your bitches scared of heights