This is a song about "Drugs aren t the best"

None of them wouldn`t understand the message i deliver

Had to teach the bitch manners, now i gotta learn her

Auction coke to the coppers, glocks in the locker and

The sickest people couldn''t have even imagined

They have bitten the filth when they've wit#ness-#t his wits

I got many chicks, blue and black penny kicks

I just know what you mean

To much drugs in the bloodstream,

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

It's a hard time keeping my hands off the drugs

As you sit and pray, hoping the beatings'll go away

T get this paper so my get to see the holiday

Master big t with the fire it's astounding,

Escobar season begins, so let the semis ring

George bush got some nerve, fuck a war, we trying to serve

And it hurts, take the "t" from "trust" and just reverse,