This is a song about "Drugs and shooting"

Like that's going to make up for the years and the tears

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

That's aight thoughkeep a nigga heavy in the game, bout so long

Little kids and crack hustlers shooting 'em with nines drawn,

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

I don't care who exist, the exorcist moving bricks

Say aaah and open wide, im shooting projectiles

A lot of women from conversation could fall in love

That mean im overflowin all you rappin niggas in cups

And he was married to my grandmother for money n drugs

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

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

Beaverton my sneaker game although i never be with ducks

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

And all we lack is communication like service sucks

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