This is a song about "Im a cocaine dealer"

So i give my love to my lady and pray for all these babies

Takg there money, there getting dryer,im not a drug dealer i dont do deals

Niggas clocking dollars don’t know how to read with mouths to feed

He's developed a new need, cocaine, then after a few drags of weed,

The red album, lil red shortie, you can't touch her

Sentence killer equivalent to a hook dealer

Not a drug dealer, a pharmaceutical vendor

It's like we both forgot what we were fightin' for

I shoot you and kill ya homie, with the same damn nine

Cuz i'm a twerker fresh up out the dealer all them fine

I'ma go getter, money mr. dealer,

I'm on my grind feeble, my music is either

We get our chefin on, chefin on everyday

Doing cocaine, pretty dry on a church day

Begin to make me feel like a little kid again

And i lost a couple over crack cocaine