This is a song about "Giving up drugs"

Out with the homies, cuz shorty wanna be a thug

And pull those other four down, you ain't giving up

Now i'm trippin up, trippy on the verge of giving up

What yall niggas know about it, my kick game is world cup

'til the day i stop breathin' i'm not giving it up

With a rosa parks state of mind, i don't give a fuck

Because that booty mad thick behind your juicy ass lips

Giving you up to seven minutes to contact your peers,

And all we lack is communication like service sucks

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

And that's reallife that i was aimed to belove by my family tree

Foolishly took to drugs, a newly shook thug doped up on stuff like ecstasy

Open vagina: put ya legs behind ya head

And i end up giving your kids dat bread.

Speaking heart with a conscious, talking to you

Giving up, is what these dudes outta do