This is a song about "Junkies"

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

Driver drop me off at dulles im headed to some money

Walmart brand for me until i sold to the junkies

Than diggin' in your couch, looking for your car keys

I'm hot breeze, snot sneeze

Tatted delirious junkies

Gangsta rap and the days of the trash junkies,

Feed niggas shells like my motherfucking beach is nice

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,

Hoping that hip-hop can surface and go-go again

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

That hit heights like junkies who pound herb.

The concept is so absurd