This is a song about "Selling weed meth and kicked out at 13"

And all the girls we knew that screamed fuck you going let me then

But your selling weed your the guy that gets them a ten

And rappers started selling out to make a few club hits,

Ya weed quiet, you broke, y’all eaten lean pockets

She likes the way it hits her lips

Add some meth and that pills

Like that's going to make up for the years and the tears

Me and kid kick it wild back and forth like red and meth,

We kick it back and forth, you can call us meth and red,

This that new, from the city, you ain’t heard yet

Smoking meth, weed and popping pills at the same time

Just the perfect time, just to master mine

They don't know about the meth, and the smack and the dope,

And when she not, have her feeling like she on a boat

Enough fucking atheist rappers to get a nun slapped

You kicked it, surpassed all the crap and expelled it at last