This is a song about "Heroin drugs"

And get me some more drugs

Hit strip clubs find bitches with big butts

I like hoes that like poles in clean clubs

Bonding over our love for drugs

Probly from selling or doing drugs

Amen, they say you only live once

Stores with drugs,battles without rings

I’m so fly i don’t even got wings

Drivin' my impala and selling drugs

Stack up your funds like a million bucks

You better call cops,coz this drugs

Good kids make bad grown ups

In a malcolm x shirt chillin' with the ku klux

My ghetto’s full of tough brainless thugs who taking drugs,