This is a song about "Drugs and ice and darkness"

Why i'm living keep a pistol just to keep you alive

Aint really too concerned about the fuckin platinum and ice

Havoc on the track boi, grab it hold it tight

Finest kush and ice, nigga we alright,

Stack up your funds like a million bucks

My daddy drank and my momma did drugs;

Say a grown man can separate lust from love

I'm like the night, i'm full of terror and the darkness

I like hoes that like poles in clean clubs

And don't give me that shit about how you do drugs,

Make ice and cream, shit would be swell

Nigga trying to live like hova, but well

Grandma called, see me on the billboards around the city

Everyone has the darkness in em and its no different with me,

Good kids make bad grown ups

And get me some more drugs