This is a song about "Making drugs with kye"

Shit got hectic had to come up with my hoes

Making hoes drop to their knees pleading with free blows

Just with myself i thought of making art i'd be a painter,

Something like serena mixed with trina, have you seen her

Who only care about chilling with a blunt and making a mil/

My high school girlfriend dykin', my side bitch ain't take her pill

Making money in manillas, but buying food stamps with a vista

Embrace my words make the world changeand still i smile nigga

Sting like an xray eel making out with another one

Another ratchet got dumped, in the trashcan i ain't done

Watch me blow like i exhale i excel in this rap shit

With funds, im really sicka the drugs i mean im truly addicted

(ball so hard) bitch, behave, just might let you meet 'ye

Your mommy honestly hanging with me making bukkake

Got a pocket full of cream, my moccasin's clean

Of making it to t.v. with my niggas as a team