This is a song about "Niggas and drugs"

But most times darling the sequel sucks

My daddy drank and my momma did drugs;

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

Of hearin screams at my concerts, me all my childhood peers

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

Listen here, i ain't lookin for no tears

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

Drivin' my impala and selling drugs

Stack up your funds like a million bucks

Bitch, you tried to play me like a dummy

Surrounded by drugs violence and sodomy

Beaverton my sneaker game although i never be with ducks

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

And get me some more drugs

Album: smoothsong: playa young thugs