This is a song about "Put down the drugs"

The dangerous imagery of ghetto thugs, heavy drugs,

I'm out bk with these fast girls and all my cash good i miss slow bucks

I should be put away, because the drugs never help

So check the verse miss. i ain't say i'm perfect

And meetin' mr. folarin could get you cardiac problems

Pack that shit up put in baggies, wholesale drugs fedex and ups

Put the shit right down and let this record be a lesson to ya

The homies wanna kick it, but i'm just laughin at cha

We need to put down the hatchet

Get the zippo and spark the shit

Gotta go, gotta goyeah baby, hahaha, it's check it out time

I'll put a bullet through the top of your skull and down to your spine!

I drive that all around

Then i would put my sprite down

Feel it or oww, pointin' the gun at me? put that silly gun down.

It's a man's worldbut real women make tha shit go around