This is a song about "It ain t harowin meth or crack rock that ll make yo life tic toc"

It's hard to live out atlanta with out makin' this a habit

That goes out of his way to get some crack rock or a dope hit

That ll make u sneeze weak in the knees/and give you a permanent

Waiting on mom to bring me the aspirin from a trampoline jump

I'm wale, the new nigga on the block

I wouldn't drop that much on rick ross or chris rock

Make yo ass choke on the gas that i wrote/

I'm killing 'em slow like cigarette smoke

Cause, i need that one good time

Then crack a beat that that'll make me shine

You can feel it via spirit

Or i’m never gonna make it.

At the tender age of 12, and you feel that no one cares

I'm sick of seeing crack-addict single moms who bite the meth,