This is a song about "Horny girls weed marijuana drugs pussy fuck birches guns cars homie nigga"

Them other niggas smoke, they ain't this high

Good weed get me high, other drugs make me die

It's clear to see i'm dope as fuck like drugs inside my sinus nigga

I can eradicate a village if you give me a beat, huh

My entendres be tumblin’ while you niggas lack balance

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

Somalia women ethiopian queens never could tell the difference

If you're black, you're always a thug, and you have drugs and guns

Still no drugs, guns, knives or lives lost.

Competition on the court

I’m stuntin’ the ferragamo, i’m running that medal pace

Had to leave my nigga, homie got an open case

I'm the nigga with the homies that be sellin' drugs

And all we lack is communication like service sucks

Real enough to admit i listen to people's opinions

If you're black, you're always a thug, and you have drugs and guns