This is a song about "Marc s coke"

Im happier when high and drunk

My g"s have been handcuffed,

Show em how low can you go, till overdosed on your coke

If sam rosen never rolled and malcom never spoke

And if yo blood wasn't runnin through my veins i would prolly cut yall off ... too ! yep

That’s why the paparazzi made that nigga hit his fucking head that’s what that fool get

Till you scream " what s my what s my name whats name!!!!

Hoping that hip-hop can surface and go-go again

From the time that you stole my heart

I know what yall are thinking yea i hate marc!

It´s the battle of life

I just shake dice

Smokin' bowls of dope, but still these heads will choke and coke,

I know you get lonely when i ain’t home, on the road

Walk blind into a line or fight

Hit the coke when you write,