This is a song about "Slangin meth"

Dc has never seen such progress

All of this fuss for heisenberg's blue meth

Smoking meth, weed and popping pills at the same time

It took time -- but finally the cash was mine

Pacing the floor like a strung out meth addict

I just open up easier when i talk through a mic

I'm sick of seeing crack-addict single moms who bite the meth,

When i die tell them to turn my coffin to stretch benz

Used to find dope in his coat

Like the meth you smoke your a joke

Slangin a coke without the cola

It go microphone check, one, two, yola

I shall not fear no man but godthough i walk through the valley of death

But damn it...who'd ever mix up ciroc, powder, n' sum' meth?//

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

Bitch you're barely breathin' leavin' on the back of the boat