This is a song about "Plugs and drugs"

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

Black on black nikes that represent the lifeless lives

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

Surrounded by drugs violence and sodomy

Look dog, don't be asking for dame, see

But now i know why drugs and alcohol

Slumdog far apart any sub par

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

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

Can we take shots? what's your flavor? flat drinks we call a cups

Lotta rapper thugs talking bout bitches, money trees, and drugs

My bitches is perfect, i tell 'em boxing for your ass

So get rid of the drugs and get low and hash