This is a song about "Pizza and drugs"

I like hoes that like poles in clean clubs

My daddy drank and my momma did drugs;

So get rid of the drugs and get low and hash

See her man face-to-face through the glass

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

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

I'ma get this girl that be stuffin my bricks

It’s an endless cycle, of drugs and violence,

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

Stay gold, stray old, maturing means that your life sucks

This the hardest shit you've heard from la this far

But now i know why drugs and alcohol

That mean im overflowin all you rappin niggas in cups

But still i was a bad-kid who did alcohol and drugs.