This is a song about "Friends doing cocaine"

That god isn't finished with me yeti feel his hand on my brain

Step on the busses hear the ruckus, and the smell of cocaine/

I've got no fucking energy why do you think i want cocaine?

And showing you and yours that breaking rules is fucking cool again

Parking lot of the blue flame

I've snorted so much cocaine

Selling cane, getting brain, at the same damn time

And even though your friends tell me you’re doing fine

Jumped off the porch when i was like six

Whores, cocaine laws and sirens

He don't do the same

Bitch, am on dat cocaine

Crack cocaine they'll crack it get they money and stack it

Ex-boyfriend was wack, she had enough of all that

Sniffin cocaine like sarah palin

Got a sweet sixteen and they deadlier than sin