This is a song about "Mushrooms talent and drugs"

Oh yeah we're old as fuck, we didn't have our glasses

Drugs, sex, killing and lots of madness

It’s an endless cycle, of drugs and violence,

Because that booty mad thick behind your juicy ass lips

The talent show came, and i wrote a few lines

Just to make it in this broadway lights

And get me some more drugs

Hit strip clubs find bitches with big butts

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

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

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

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

My daddy drank and my momma did drugs;

In a malcolm x shirt chillin' with the ku klux

It’s an endless cycle, of drugs and violence,

She seen that geechi shit, ain't been to church since