This is a song about "Oxy 30s"

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

This my little brother on my mother's side, our father died

Sipping gin an you cringe on an oxy binge

With rhyming skills, you in amish village

Not just the oxy but drugs of all description

Kevin durant you're an ant like my mother kin

1st class hermes, panamera, purp pass

Drugs to replace oxy, but i'd rather have

High of oxy im hardly conscious

But once the smoke clears, you right back where you was

Nigga, don't be nervous nigga, say somethin'; trust me guys, he can rap

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