This is a song about "Relatiomshio involving drugs"

Good kids make bad grown ups

And get me some more drugs

And all we lack is communication like service sucks

And he was married to my grandmother for money n drugs

Bitch, you tried to play me like a dummy

Surrounded by drugs violence and sodomy

My daddy drank and my momma did drugs;

Hit strip clubs find bitches with big butts

Amen, they say you only live once

Normally talk about, snorting drugs

Drivin' my impala and selling drugs

Stack up your funds like a million bucks

My bars are lethal like barbiturate drugs

In a malcolm x shirt chillin' with the ku klux

I started smoking for gatherings stuff involving tribes,

I be way out in cali, got hoes of all types