This is a song about "Not faded by bullshit"

So pun... it's no new shit and it ain't no fun

We stay faded, need no occasion

Hardly parted or separated, we stayed faded

And now i only listen to this hip-hop shit

Studio fifty four if we get the props right

Not a week goes by without a fight

They called my effort bullshit

Then play you all my latest shit

Im so sophisticated when i'm cross faded,

Waiting/showing you her beauty if she's naked

I guess i got to be a fucking hand-me-down rapper

Not intimidated by death nor the slammer,

She crazy, that stalker shit

Got that nine yea im faded