This is a song about "Lackin on the drugs"

And all we lack is communication like service sucks

I'm the nigga with the homies that be sellin' drugs

A good head on her shoulders, i need to feel that

Huddling mumbling wondering where the drugs at

Drugs, and ass,haters dont phase my hearts on everlast!!

Always on the road again, with omega or the band

On my dick, feel the sting, this is where drugs sling,

My mind potent like you high off keys or something

I don't give a fuck whether or not my uncles on drugs

Stay gold, stray old, maturing means that your life sucks

Not the drugs, but on tracks and i'm still a

To liberate yourself, africa

And i'm not currently on drugs so it's just the truth i'm saying

For all the pedicures i've given to their camel toes they bring

And blacks are lazy thugs on crazy drugs and welfare,

So she sees sex as a way of leaving hell