This is a song about "Gangs and drugs"

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

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

And gangs with specific crews, brother against brother,

‘cause i’m addicted and you the drug, cold turkey? no sir

Stay gold, stray old, maturing means that your life sucks

Most people made of blood and organs but i'm made of drugs

Yep she's on x, i called that bitch speed burst

Money, drugs, and power rule the world,

I don't care who exist, the exorcist moving bricks

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

Like that's going to make up for the years and the tears

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

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

So here i am at the store for some chips

Or just another one of my black jesus traps

Theft of a man's chest it's like gangs test and exams