This is a song about "I 3 drugs"

Verse 3(i prefer this one):

Hold on you can see my vision

I can sell you some too if you're lookin for drugs

And all we lack is communication like service sucks

Cause i bounce around like im drugs

Ho, slut, no love, turn beef to cold cuts

I don't know if it's the drugs . . . or

Gorillas at the door fiends sleeping on the floor

Cos i get more ass than 3 toilet seats combined

Panoramic views be tumblin' out my mind

Don't over analyze, i said that shit 3 times.

Ima blow like i'm mothafuckin' sniffing lines

3 billion girls, guess i need to get my groove on

Let's buy guns and kill those kids with dads and mom