This is a song about "Poprocks and coke"

Watch me blow like i exhale i excel in this rap shit

Stir up coke rock like a robot and it's hot, you ain't even know it,

Or snort a line of coke through my nose and not have to worry if my mom finds out.

I gotta get away, but there's no where to hide from my storm cloud.

Smokin' bowls of dope, but still these heads will choke and coke,

Vicious roach she really sick of this but she let me poke

Fuck 2dopeboyz and nahright, shout out to hype track

I earn constant feedback, i don't earn for coke and crack

If skill was health you'd be on coke

Ain't nothin funny, fuck a joke

End up doing coke and getting bigger than hulk hogan.

When big lips is in the attic armed with an addict's arm

Everything i was once sure about was now skepticism and doubt

Or snort a line of coke through my nose and not have to worry if my mom finds out.

Here is how i write my songs, start with 'cid, coke, and onyx,

Up all night with college hoes, edibles and bong hits