This is a song about "Gun powder and coke"

Somebody tell satan that i want my fuckin' swag back

I earn constant feedback, i don't earn for coke and crack

Smokin' bowls of dope and coke, our noses are infected soon,

Yeah, them niggas spittin' while i'm dishing out a typhoon

Tie titanium around their neck and watch em panic

Tell em its diet coke and choke from the next big swig,

Im doper then dopamine,overdosing on coke and beans

They want me unemployed, until i hit the streets

Acting like you smoking crack, are y'all on coke and smack,

Over the edge, yeah i hide in a potato sack

Smokin' bowls of dope, but still these heads will choke and coke,

Uh, the only hope i had was selling dope

He drinks too much coke and speaks with a stutter,

Replaced by freak shit i am currently down for

End up doing coke and getting bigger than hulk hogan.

Told her that her pastor was a faggot and he likes john