This is a song about "Drugs and smackheads"

A couple pair of lips, i'm smoochin' on ya panty line

Fuck all the people rapping about drugs and crime.

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

I'm out bk with these fast girls and all my cash good i miss slow bucks

And he was married to my grandmother for money n drugs

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

In a malcolm x shirt chillin' with the ku klux

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

My daddy drank and my momma did drugs;

Hit strip clubs find bitches with big butts

If we don't fix this then you'll see the same things

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

The feds introduced the drugs, all the acid, the dope and smack,

You been aching for that cuz what they playing on the station is wack

Ho, slut, no love, turn beef to cold cuts

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