This is a song about "Drugs mates"

That these drugs brought to me/

If you ain't about money

But most times darling the sequel sucks

We're just teens but thieves and fiends, slangin' drugs,

Hit strip clubs find bitches with big butts

My daddy drank and my momma did drugs;

Me and a few mates,pinging through the park and jumping a few gates

But whenever there's pain, that feeling forever remains

Sell a dub mix some drugs

Good kids make bad grown ups

While working on my mistakes

I'm rapping for my mates

Bonding over our love for drugs

I like hoes that like poles in clean clubs