This is a song about "Sell drug to support my folks"

C u fucked my life so i turned to the drug life

And i'm right behind him in a coupe that we drive

Look at my folks, we're all jokes,

Trips in the cake holes

What happens when you try to sell drugs on my block

I'm not an asshole i just don't give a fuck a lot

But he ain't beggin' for itand you can't love it you can

Wouldn't sell my soul to the devil for summer jam,

Its my own drug begging never to unplug for the night

Why they try to see my flow, but they know that's outta sight

Maybe i'll start slingin weed to support my dream

The bitches is everything in between

My records sell, yes sir

Its four now, the clubs over

Had to teach the bitch manners, now i gotta learn her

Come support my heavy shoulder you mediocre