This is a song about "Drugs and shit"

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

Rich, 2pac and the click, smokin' blunts, loadin' clips

That mean im overflowin all you rappin niggas in cups

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

All around theres death,drugs, and rape

I can tell you that this tape

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

In a malcolm x shirt chillin' with the ku klux

Money, drugs, and power rule the world,

Yep she's on x, i called that bitch speed burst

And all we lack is communication like service sucks

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

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

And i'm man-genie, flyer than the rest of them

This shit is irrelevant, these drugs i'm sellin em