This is a song about "I 3 drugs"

Good kids make bad grown ups

Cause i bounce around like im drugs

But now i know why drugs and alcohol

You know...you know who you are

The watch cost me 2; your bitch, free

Through drugs and friends, i was in misery

You better get yours fore i reach mine

I shoot from the 3 pointer line

I went from having a 2bit, 3 man crew,

'n' they don’t make me laugh or even cook like you

Can barely walk the city streets

So i can sell drugs,doing my deals

Got an independent business mind

Cos i get more ass than 3 toilet seats combined