This is a song about "Drugs and hating life"

The underdog of the underground has come far

But now i know why drugs and alcohol

Lots of drugs and boos in his cup

Some niggas ain't got no luck

Third ward general, young cash money

And they just hating me when they plainly see

It's like we both forgot what we were fightin' for

Hatred, drugs, hey no one can live there life sober

Because that booty mad thick behind your juicy ass lips

And through the years ive been steadily hating my peers

Can we take shots? what's your flavor? flat drinks we call a cups

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

And if people hating on you

Why we gotta argue