This is a song about "Drugs diabeetus anorexia bullimia"

You better call cops,coz this drugs

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

I'm misunderstood not really a bad guy just high off drugs/

And all we lack is communication like service sucks

Bonding over our love for drugs

Amen, they say you only live once

Hit strip clubs find bitches with big butts

You constantly say,that you do drugs,

I like hoes that like poles in clean clubs

You constantly say,that you do drugs,

Penncounting pennys over tha years

Full of drugs, over inflated figures

Please boo what's your size crazy

That these drugs brought to me/

Drivin' my impala and selling drugs

Stack up your funds like a million bucks