This is a song about "Drugs and shooting"

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

Don't make me shoot up this place with light sabers and guns

Drivin' my impala and selling drugs

I like hoes that like poles in clean clubs

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

Maxi pad, leave the beat brown like rihanna lips

Blowing that money here, making money in europe

These bars hitting like bullets and your skullys what i'm shooting up

Let's roll a j and pretend we in love

Say aaah and open wide, im shooting projectiles

Loopy, asking 'why didn't they choose me?' and started shooting in pain

I take em home, fuck her, get high and never call again

Insane, crazy, the only girl that can make time then make me stop

Lucifer's shooting ya, crucified on crucifixes and the awful lot,

That mean im overflowin all you rappin niggas in cups

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