Drugs, sex, killing and lots of madness
Trying to get back to this thing called love
I’m at dulles with luggage fly straight to the money
Surrounded by drugs violence and sodomy
The feds introduced the drugs, all the acid, the dope and smack,
Everyone who left me for nothing tell em to call back
I'm kobe in an orange jersey
Through drugs and friends, i was in misery
Most people made of blood and organs but i'm made of drugs
Have you seen ibiza with beaches that look like eva with d cups
So get rid of the drugs and get low and hash
And work hard then i pass like steve nash
Lots of drugs and boos in his cup
Or any grand thefts, man i don't give a fuck
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