This is a song about "Guns and drugs and thotties"

Misogyny and homophobia, guns and crimes and,

After pleasure there’s paineven though we're broke for the moment

Can we take shots? what's your flavor? flat drinks we call a cups

And he was married to my grandmother for money n drugs

Steady reaching for the stars, but it's only one

I, slap bitchez and toke guns for fun

I never gave a fuck and that's what they love

Drugs, sex, killing and lots of madness

That mean im overflowin all you rappin niggas in cups

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

Everything at ease, you in double m g presence

Fuck rappin' about smokin' drugs, they hurtin' your lungs, tons, of guns.

The road to hell is paved with good intentions

Fake people who waste space and shot guns

All the bad strippers gotta greet me with the government

Misogyny and homophobia, guns and crimes and,