This is a song about "Lucid sling"

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

Shit i been heard that niggas been working

And my momma keep smoking that shit

Sub-woofer bass boosted ay stay lucid

When they twist and talk with they fingers

Minds lucid from the mixtures

Discerning gangsters see, burning bangers to sling, all of these mics happily,

And that's reallife that i was aimed to belove by my family tree

This a different motor man better go to work

Sling forever, too, too clever, every bar is measured,

While living, at home with mommy and daddy, i sling dimes out the trunk of my black caddy,

I wake up at the slightest peep, and my sheets are 3 feet deepi guess it's hard for you to see

Lord just look up lucid

Your best sentence was doing your bid

But i'm from jers' and we don't play that shitfrom the clare down to north bricks, all my niggas flipping chips

So lucid lucifer would lose it if the shoe fits shooting clips before the truth admits