This is a song about "Percription drugs"

Call me up late while im on drugs

Hit strip clubs find bitches with big butts

No money, power, or drugs,

Good kids make bad grown ups

Normally talk about, snorting drugs

Amen, they say you only live once

Most people made of blood and organs but i'm made of drugs

Have you seen ibiza with beaches that look like eva with d cups

Of having so much drugs, so much drugs

Stack up your funds like a million bucks

And all we lack is communication like service sucks

My ghetto’s full of tough brainless thugs who taking drugs,

Pay attention to what i'm about to say dont do drugs

I'm out bk with these fast girls and all my cash good i miss slow bucks

Now, nigga, it’s the prince

Stores with drugs,battles without rings