This is a song about "My drugs"

Gucci mane i run the land from africa to pakistan

I'm full of smoke and drugs, blood always smeared on my rug, building up an

Sometimes you buy the ring, with no problems you will love

My music be like the drugs and there buds be like the needles

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

Drivin' my impala and selling drugs

My ghetto’s full of tough brainless thugs who taking drugs,

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

On my dick, feel the sting, this is where drugs sling,

Not concerned with most rappers me i'm a king

Stack up your funds like a million bucks

My daddy drank and my momma did drugs;