This is a song about "Drugs and homelesds"

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

Bout some, but never put out the stout guns

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

But still i was a bad-kid who did alcohol and drugs.

Drugs, sex, killing and lots of madness

I ain't used to it, she got that hot love

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

We can talk things over a little a while

But now i know why drugs and alcohol

Hope my city is not too far

It ain't nothing to me, i’m who they coming to see

She abused drugs, alcohol, and smoked frequently

All around theres death,drugs, and rape

If i should die before i wake

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

And all we lack is communication like service sucks