This is a song about "Drugs and hustling"

We're just teens but thieves and fiends, slangin' drugs,

In a malcolm x shirt chillin' with the ku klux

Fuck cops, i'm a fucking rock star

But now i know why drugs and alcohol

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

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

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

The arguments are gettin' loud, i wanna stay

I like hoes that like poles in clean clubs

Drivin' my impala and selling drugs

All around theres death,drugs, and rape

Most bitches, niggas call gone real or fake

My daddy drank and my momma did drugs;

European model white bitch is eating donuts

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

Rain, rain go away, that's what all my haters say