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

Gas women then return ‘em like a rental car

No turn back round now/ we're destine to go far

That these drugs brought to me/

Yeah, it's all natural baby

Like wu-tang, look how i do the thing

Im back at there house now there panicking

I'm chicken stripping off your lil blouse

Since there were drugs all around the house

Oh, i was raised by the stop sign

Bars designed to turn back time

Wasn’t bustin’ jimmy, i’d be busy gettin’ paid

I go to my mates and his front doors a gate

My so called mates all turned to snakes

I'm back on these highways moving cakes

When the depth chart came, there was no me there

Haters say, "hey great" then turn back to drag hair