This is a song about "Drugs and hate"

Hit strip clubs find bitches with big butts

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

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

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

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

She seen that geechi shit, ain't been to church since

Entrance no charge cause we late to the club

Lots of drugs and boos in his cup

But now i know why drugs and alcohol

Then i blow, i’ma close out the par

Beaverton my sneaker game although i never be with ducks

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

High outer space no atlas got a lot of bait

Why we keep responding and the same hate

In a malcolm x shirt chillin' with the ku klux

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