This is a song about "Psychoactive drugs"

They could be great people, it worsens to drugs,

I like hoes that like poles in clean clubs

That mean im overflowin all you rappin niggas in cups

The dangerous imagery of ghetto thugs, heavy drugs,

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

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

Call me up late while im on drugs

Good kids make bad grown ups

Ho, slut, no love, turn beef to cold cuts

My daddy drank and my momma did drugs;

That's why i'm makin' money

That these drugs brought to me/

You constantly say,that you do drugs,

Amen, they say you only live once

I'm misunderstood not really a bad guy just high off drugs/

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