This is a song about "Kids eating needles"

Ain't like my job or guys i employ

Im eating you alive like chips ahoy

But i need your faith in me, i'm a sucka for love

My music be like the drugs and there buds be like the needles

Top dawg eating luxury pedigree

Look dog, don't be asking for dame, see

Yull need gauze handicap eating applesauce

Issue your warrant, informant, bitch i’ve been a boss

The art is razors, needles, and pins, syringes and comets,

Until then, my feet planted on the ground, shadowboxing my conscience

We are all just needles in the hay.

Whoa, umm, it seems you had a lot to say

Haters learn to bear, i'm lovie smith with the vocals

So is being addicted to using meth needles