This is a song about "Drugs violence"

She glammed up behind that eyeliner i know there's tears

My blade hungers for an end to its lonliness of violence

But we still real brothers

And violence towards others

And i don't do colorful jeans or shiny kicks

Combine violence, silence, phonetics

Bonding over our love for drugs

I like hoes that like poles in clean clubs

But then they'll get my mom for 18 years of possession

Unnecessary violence just wildin for attention

Because your booty mad thick behind them juicy ass lips

It’s an endless cycle, of drugs and violence,

Of hearin screams at my concerts, me all my childhood peers

Its the circle of tyrants and the circle of violence,

I shed so many tears

Weed smoke, booze and violence