This is a song about "Oxy"

Sipping gin an you cringe on an oxy binge

Fat sack of knives in the passenger side, bitch

Drugs to replace oxy, but i'd rather have

Still stop and i laugh; ma, get them rocks in your ass

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

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

Pullin' up in trucks, carried off in a bus

High of oxy im hardly conscious

So if it comes down, may the best man win

Not just the oxy but drugs of all description

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

Rappers are regular people minus money ya like