This is a song about "Drugs and homelesds"

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

Baptized in eternal fire i'll shed so many tears

So i ain't giving a fuck

Lots of drugs and boos in his cup

Drivin' my impala and selling drugs

In a malcolm x shirt chillin' with the ku klux

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

Destroying a set of lives just for ice, money, and drugs

Don't give them whats mine run game by the mile

Is when i sit back and wait for the drugs to pile

I'm out bk with these fast girls and all my cash good i miss slow bucks

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

Drugs, sex, killing and lots of madness

We can't afford the property taxes