This is a song about "Mates turn there back to drugs"

I call that insecure, sh-sh-shawty think she all that

My brains the thing that pull it, mates be telling me to cool it

Fuck tha policewon't fly away, thug, till i dieyou wonder why i'm made this way

I roll up to a party in a camaro there was drugs i wasn't gonna do them until they

To much drugs in the bloodstream,

I see a young teen

But more or less the hope for dope niggas to prosper

Survivin' just to find there ain't no welcome back kotter

Pay attention to what i'm about to say dont do drugs

Stay gold, stray old, maturing means that your life sucks

Looking back to those days, there could be so much more to be done

And they ain’t fucking with the kid like chris hansen in the kitchen

Bars designed to turn back time

Promise me you won't step out of line

She would have been there is it wasn't for the drugs

European model white bitch is eating donuts