This is a song about "Drugs and hustling"

Heneesee, makes me think my enemy is getting close

Thugs in their clothes, hustling with drugs to get love from the hoes

All around theres death,drugs, and rape

I’m letting all my niggas grab a plate

And i didn't know what condescending meant till yesterday

And i been hustling all day, this a way, that a way

Amen, they say you only live once

My daddy drank and my momma did drugs;

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

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

Surrounded by drugs violence and sodomy

I wear green hats because i'm fortunately lucky

Than the muse of a family

Hustling tryna make this p

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

And all we lack is communication like service sucks