This is a song about "Drugs sex n rap n roll"

You mental state deteriorates n,

I came through with diseased semen on my pen

I'm just expectin' the spectator's respect here

I roll with real gangs stole 'n steal grams make a bitch squeal

Fuck that job been around that block

Pain n drugs leavin our brains to rot

Drugs, sex, killing and lots of madness

Oh yeah we're old as fuck, we didn't have our glasses

They even raped her so we blazed they padautomatic shots rang out, on every block

Hoping i can succeed on rap n' not a regular job, i was begging you, god

Tried perfecting my letters n

My raincoat, and gold wrappers, amen

Pretending to be awake 'n

Top ranked, number one my son