This is a song about "Oxy"

Drape'd down n that benz boxxy truck wit oxy cut soft az cotton bunched in a bag

You're trying to raise 2 bad kids on your ownand there's no way i can pay you back

Not just the oxy but drugs of all description

They don't see my vision, grown man mission

Drugs to replace oxy, but i'd rather have

Lord lord forgive us, personality clash

Sipping gin an you cringe on an oxy binge

Streets is calling square niggas leave a message

That scary love, never get married love

High of oxy im hardly conscious

I was gonna start diggin' into these niggas chest, right

Ecstacy, #oxy, a bit of weed mixed with meth that'll be #alright,