This is a song about "Inject drugs"

Good kids make bad grown ups

No money, power, or drugs,

And i've been thinking bout you

You just inject when you want to

I'd rather inject my brain with straight garbage,

Your ho be on my penis, she check my french, bitch

I like hoes that like poles in clean clubs

My daddy drank and my momma did drugs;

I'm going back to cali

Doin drugs as a hobby

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

Bonding over our love for drugs

Drivin' my impala and selling drugs

Amen, they say you only live once

I'm misunderstood not really a bad guy just high off drugs/

My paper long, yep, you left alone, you gets no fucks