This is a song about "No drugs"

But most times darling the sequel sucks

You better call cops,coz this drugs

Still no drugs, guns, knives or lives lost.

For this, i thank the lord

I like hoes that like poles in clean clubs

Cause i bounce around like im drugs

Got some pocket change too, now ya workin' baby

Drugs are taking me to realms no longer scaring me

My bars are lethal like barbiturate drugs

Ho, slut, no love, turn beef to cold cuts

Good kids make bad grown ups

And get me some more drugs

Hail mary nigga, run quick see

Doin drugs as a hobby

You constantly say,that you do drugs,

Hit strip clubs find bitches with big butts