This is a song about "Giving up drugs"

I got class and can't take this bitch to math, what

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

Is money, drugs, hoes, violence washed up routine

Went to sleep at seven never woke up from the dream

Never giving up cos your my motivation

Dirty rotten nigger picked it from a cotton gin

When you rapping how i'm rapping, they fellatio free

But it wasn't like that, and he was giving up slowly,

Doing all these drugs, pour it up, smoke that chronic

Stuck her toungue out, flirted, played with his dick

So when i rape a bitch i hold her down and get my best nut

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

But i ain't giving up. i'll put up a fight.

She in colors and shit, she off that northern lights, right

And all we lack is communication like service sucks

Pack that shit up put in baggies, wholesale drugs fedex and ups