This is a song about "Drugs and money"

Now a nigga got baking to bake

All around theres death,drugs, and rape

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

That mean im overflowin all you rappin niggas in cups

But most times darling the sequel sucks

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

Money come and money go still money problems addin up

So when i rape a bitch i hold her down and get my best nut

And i'm all out of money cause i bought drugs for some party,

But if you took a second mr. mirror, you would see

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

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

Back like i never ever left in the first

Money, drugs, and power rule the world,

Through drugs and friends, i was in misery

Away the tragedy, so i stay sucker free