This is a song about "Heroin and niggers"

Yal would drop these theories to the cement and he'll still be shooting heroin

Telling me shutup, i’m leaving youthe reason you ain’t even got one

For every niggers who died protesting through the streets

So either you dont believe in a nigga dreams

Ima bosscall me ah a skinny rick rossflyer than a sworm of moths

Punchlines and wordplay and rhyming and my metaphors,

And come back baby boomerang

Damn shame niggers in my crew can't bang

Big bullets, look like a mack truck, shooters ride wit’ that mac tucked

It got stolen by a heroin junkie and it sucked

And he tryna make it front row to the show to throw me one

Medical experiment benadryl mixed with heroin

I guess i'm leftwich cause i still get to win

Rather have the heroin sizzlin

Except the niggers and the women and the whites who aren't regal

Cause every girl i deal and fuck, it's always against her will