This is a song about "Junkies"

And i believe in them, a couple lames out there had beef with them

Smoke weed then cough again. get higher then junkies in the pen.

Tatted delirious junkies

Not likely like stay long please

Gangsta rap and the days of the trash junkies,

We still visualize places, that we can roll in peace

On ds y’all, ds flow like nothing y’all heard

That hit heights like junkies who pound herb.

Masked up, this ain't trick or treat, one wrong move they finna squeeze

Walmart brand for me until i sold to the junkies

Tired of making money, i'm on to making history

I'm from salisbury, where the junkies and whores be

No matter how low you go you're not lowlyand i, hear that you made a few enemies

Tryin not to feel hative as i sob, lobbin shit at me like fuckin monkeys, damn junkies,