This is a song about "Durgs and shrooms"

Eating shrooms on a cruze with gin and juice

Yeah, i got the flow that they know is the truth

As: i know just what you mean

Raps and beats and rhyme scheme,

I call it speaking tongues

Blood and cuts, ifs and buts

Knees dug deep into the pavement

And remember what i said and

Coldest clothes, bankrolls and hoes, and o's and o's, alone and cold,

Girl your body lookin’ like a fuckin’ pot of gold