This is a song about "Mommy bitching at because of drugs"

Will somebody please show me how

All of my sons searching for their mommy now.

Me and my family, my friends, nigga we ride for you always

Because its basically blatant were at the end of our days

Solid plug/ reverted to drugs because i never received a

Something like rihanna while i’m up in that vagina

Thinks he's a mad thug stacking a stash of crack drugs

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

Lots of drugs and boos in his cup

And i'm strollin' down south like good luck chuck

Put expressions in their music and create the face

Drugs are what i crave, find em at a rave.

I'm out bk with these fast girls and all my cash good i miss slow bucks

Most people made of blood and organs but i'm made of drugs

Destroying a set of lives just for ice, money, and drugs

Have you seen ibiza with beaches that look like eva with d cups