This is a song about "Percription drugs"

And don't give me that shit about how you do drugs,

In a malcolm x shirt chillin' with the ku klux

My paper long, yep, you left alone, you gets no fucks

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

You better call cops,coz this drugs

But most times darling the sequel sucks

Album: smoothsong: playa young thugs

You constantly say,that you do drugs,

And get me some more drugs

Hit strip clubs find bitches with big butts

Doin drugs as a hobby

Who trill as me, roll two of tree

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

That mean im overflowin all you rappin niggas in cups

Stores with drugs,battles without rings

These chalance give me balance