This is a song about "Gangs drugs and money"

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

From an african american stance

Kidnapping girls, killing niggas for gangs

Help me pay my little rent, maybe sit in a benz

But that throat she got have a nigga stuck

Lots of drugs and boos in his cup

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

And all we lack is communication like service sucks

Album: smoothsong: playa young thugs

And get me some more drugs

Destroying a set of lives just for ice, money, and drugs

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

87, brick fare, yeah, i’m talking thirty racks

‘cuz they choose colors of bloods and crips in gangs,