This is a song about "Mushrooms talent and drugs"

In this rusty cunt, that won a cup in collectin' dust

Or the dreams she has for her and new found talent

I ain’t gotta lie, they know i’m the truth

Messing with 6 mario rappers on mushrooms

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

Can we take shots? what's your flavor? flat drinks we call a cups

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

And all we lack is communication like service sucks

Drugs, sex, killing and lots of madness

Yeah, that ain't you love, you can't fool love

That mean im overflowin all you rappin niggas in cups

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

My paper long, yep, you left alone, you gets no fucks

But still i was a bad-kid who did alcohol and drugs.

No talent and tasteless

Ships that sail to distant places