This is a song about "Love drugs kill"

To much drugs in the bloodstream,

As: i know just what you mean

Talking about the god you serve

Full of drugs, over inflated figures

Call me up late while im on drugs

I like hoes that like poles in clean clubs

Above all love to see them suffer, next kill i'll be rougher, tougher

You just need to know i’m comin’, i’ll kill you niggas this summer

That these drugs brought to me/

I came up hungry

The dangerous imagery of ghetto thugs, heavy drugs,

I'm out bk with these fast girls and all my cash good i miss slow bucks

Doin drugs as a hobby

We like to party

But most times darling the sequel sucks

Drivin' my impala and selling drugs