This is a song about "Hustlers and drug dealers"

I'm an overachiever, so how about i start a team of leaders

We #sell #that #dope #shit on the grind, and we ain't talkin' 'bout dealers,

Cause i disregard the white dress and the perm weave

See their parents were drug addicts, not adam and eve,

To the dealers , tweakers and weirdos on date/ mesa , i cant hate/ downin our

I'll be there in an instantwho am i to judge another brother, only on his cover

Keep her there, so nobody can wonder where her face went

Me and you were perfect, your love is my drug without the inject,

Now i know a lotta styles, some see

‘cause i’m addicted and you the drug, cold turkey?

Drug dealers live in poverty in gutters with their mothers,

My kicks like my chick, i don’t need to know the numbers

We’re americans, not crack dealers, criminals, and blatant fools,

There’s niggas dying everyday but we don’t make the news