This is a song about "Drugs and pussy"

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

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

Here i go again, falling in love

Drugs, sex, killing and lots of madness

With your flashlight, tell me what do you see

Surrounded by drugs violence and sodomy

And all we lack is communication like service sucks

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

Beaverton my sneaker game although i never be with ducks

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

Cussin' pussy and status,

Rub the wood and ima show em love

I'm through trial, no more smiles, for a couple years

It’s an endless cycle, of drugs and violence,

And he was married to my grandmother for money n drugs

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