This is a song about "Got"

I plead with em, the system ain't right

I got that powder, i got that white

Fresh out the plane i couldn't even complain

Got mary jane, i got mary jane.

Malia family, we the family

Got high and my brain got mushy...

I got my drink, i got my music

Ain't nothing changed since the sadder day, dig

U got 1000 enemies i got none

See with a district columbia vision

Okay man you do the drop

Now look at the life uve got.

Immortality like i have got

So i took another shot

But then shit got worse i got colder never cried

People speak as if they need me, they deceitful inside