This is a song about "I m selling drugs"

Probly from selling or doing drugs

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

My vision enormous, my bitches is gorgeous

I m stuck with my laptop in this shitty office...

I got nice hands, niggas eat out my big palms

Hey y'all i''m sick like necrophiliacs in graveyards

And when this beat drops, your heart stops

One night, i was selling some rocks

Scram i;m done with you piece of shit boo

I'm after you bringing traffic through

And think that selling drugs is the only real way out,

Don't pay for that, double-mg nigga brag about

That's why forever i love seldom and trust never

Go pull out your m i gear from inside the dresser