This is a song about "Everybody who takes drugs"

Okay everybody who thinks i got nill

You fumbled in a drill, young man get on the hill

The real influence to everybody who rhymes

Violence on my uncle, was working with two strikes

Everybody is created

Bet i'm heavy with that

+big daddy+, no +kane+, get the job done

In need of a friend who takes the time to listen

So i tried to show her about the world and about just who we really are

Fight longer, until everybody who put you down has met the slaughter/

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

Who live up in dark alleys, and are taking those crazy drugs,

Who doesn't do drugs and no fighting only a few shoves

Every time she catch feelings she go throw away the gloves