This is a song about "Drugs hoes poor"

I lived with poor blacks and poor whites in their neighborhoods,

Check me i be jumping out the coupe, swagger through the roof

I show up with four hoes

"listen to the track bitch!" echoes

People label me as soft, emotional and poor

But me and my brother never made it out school

Hit strip clubs find bitches with big butts

Of having so much drugs, so much drugs

I’m speaking through these bars like a nigga in the jail

The cia just gives the poor drugs to sell, weigh the scale,

Album: smoothsong: playa young thugs

Sell a dub mix some drugs

Water-less, they sprinkles us with the bullshit that they there through drugs and hoes,

Cause you know, aside from me strugglin' or coming up in one of the most

This life i chose

Like a line full of hoes