This is a song about "Drugs and money"

I'm tellen you one day these suckers gotta fall

But now i know why drugs and alcohol

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

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

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

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

Through drugs and friends, i was in misery

And i got a little big, keep it low key

In a malcolm x shirt chillin' with the ku klux

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

She abused drugs, alcohol, and smoked frequently

Away the tragedy, so i stay sucker free

And all we lack is communication like service sucks

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