This is a song about "Rabid habit"

And if you disagree, suck a couple pimple-covered dicks

They have a habit of calling people faggots, they move like bandits

To life, striped in a straight jacket, mind void of light, spiked with a great habit

Still standin' and in love with my prideheard frivolous beats, we past that

And every woman looking at you knew that you was lucky

Going sober is no habit see, i solely glow magically

Made cash it quickly became a habit

As deep as dawson's creek and shit

A rabid beast who's ravaging the beat and finds it ravishing

When i write rhymes i go blind and let the lord do his thing

Askin' for some money for rocks, to ease a bad habit

I said boss and i meant that; advance, you spent that

About some tyga beef shit

Its a challenge breaking a habit