This is a song about "Regret of drugs"

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

Most people made of blood and organs but i'm made of drugs

It must of been drugs, or silly distractions

Look this the joint that could get me the spins

The underdog of the underground has come far

Tried multiple drugs, took multiple shots of alcohol

Not just the oxy but drugs of all description

Apprehend a couple men, triple six is fuckin' sin

Not drugs but the coin of course

Posters on the wall, posted on my balls

Lots of drugs and boos in his cup

Fuck that shit, i don't give a fuck

Somalia women ethiopian queens never could tell the difference

Fuck rappin' about smokin' drugs, they hurtin' your lungs, tons, of guns.

Tho my eyes on the top, dont regret none of that.

How you gonna look in your son's face and turn your back