This is a song about "How drugs are bad"

Like as if i didn’t know man

Bam! drugs i find are now just a scam

Whole lot of haters wanna fight i swear

And blacks are lazy thugs on crazy drugs and welfare,

Stay gold, stray old, maturing means that your life sucks

But still i was a bad-kid who did alcohol and drugs.

‘cause he could die any day and you still the same thing

How my writtens are invigorating,

And kids no matter how bad you get knocked down

Then you put fertilizer, lyin, spread the shit around

I’m just multiplying my money and dividing the legs

But all this stress still nobody knows how bad the pain gets.

And kids no matter how bad you get knocked down

The face mob, kept it ghetto for the h town