This is a song about "Drugs mates"

As: i know just what you mean

To much drugs in the bloodstream,

My so called mates all turned to snakes

While working on my mistakes

My brains the thing that pull it, mates be telling me to cool it

My effort is contagious, so check this boa shit

Well if its phony your only cause i can get you ins

Chilling with my mates but i dont give a fuck about rotations

Bonding over our love for drugs

Hit strip clubs find bitches with big butts

Drivin' my impala and selling drugs

Stack up your funds like a million bucks

Album: smoothsong: playa young thugs

No money, power, or drugs,

My ghetto’s full of tough brainless thugs who taking drugs,

My paper long, yep, you left alone, you gets no fucks