This is a song about "Drugs don t solve it"

This is known as a classic, yeah that chapped lips crack shit

Doing all these drugs, pour it up, smoke that chronic

Nigga fuck your role model bitch, i'm my own idol and

I wish it was still back then and the drugs never happened

I put that nigga in his casket

But just give them drugs they're need it

It was plain to c she gave birth to a c-u-n-t

Hoping wes snipes make my life a bit different

Malia family, we the family

Tell these people something they don`t know about me

In a malcolm x shirt chillin' with the ku klux

They could be great people, it worsens to drugs,

Boys don seen me. fly so high i need stop it hell is my

My teacher said impossible but i’ma fucking try

Or all them hot summers i was cooped up in the kitchen

Shit the drugs don't even make it any more fun