This is a song about "Drugs diabeetus anorexia bullimia"

Stores with drugs,battles without rings

Had i not been exposed to these things

Amen, they say you only live once

You better call cops,coz this drugs

No money, power, or drugs,

Good kids make bad grown ups

Can we take shots? what's your flavor? flat drinks we call a cups

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

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

In a malcolm x shirt chillin' with the ku klux

Album: smoothsong: playa young thugs

And get me some more drugs

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

The dangerous imagery of ghetto thugs, heavy drugs,