This is a song about "Lsd"

I don't fuck with that lsd/

The watch cost me 2; your bitch, free

And i ain't talkin clumsy, lsd on that shit

Wicked ambition go give this shit a coroner visit

Away the tragedy, so i stay sucker free

I'm like psychotic marine on laced lsd

She's green with jealousy, dreaming in lsd

And the life i live is hell see, i never thought i'd see

Kid, ho, acid head, cruising on that lsd

Busta-ass motherfuckers tried to flee

We got some lsd at santa cruz

All them bitches converse with me off that react juice