This is a song about "Drugs and life"

Hit strip clubs find bitches with big butts

Drivin' my impala and selling drugs

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

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

All around theres death,drugs, and rape

I let her decorate the real estate

My paper long, yep, you left alone, you gets no fucks

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

My daddy drank and my momma did drugs;

I like hoes that like poles in clean clubs

Have you seen ibiza with beaches that look like eva with d cups

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

Had to teach the bitch manners, now i gotta learn her

Hatred, drugs, hey no one can live there life sober

I know you're mad, but so what

Lots of drugs and boos in his cup