This is a song about "Mates and drug effects"

And he tryna make it front row to the show to throw me one

You hate this damn, an attack drummed, off-#key, to no effects done.

I think about effects of human nature and its flaming wrath,

You fucking dead bitch chips, i'm on my fifth bag with your bitch ass

See their parents were drug addicts, not adam and eve,

Right back on my feet, i swear i'd never leave

And all they wanna do is be with me, even my mates girls

No congressional reppers, no respectable rappers

It's nothing to deny for having such a mind, i'll be having y'all in mind

Became a habit like a drug addict, knowledge and wisdom was what i bind

Who do you blame? it's a shame because the man's slain

Call my rapping a drug and start damaging your brain

And tell all you mates that im killin you

I'm after you bringing traffic through

The life of gangsters , weirdos and drug users.

I refuse to be another being on this earth