This is a song about "Slanging drugs and hoes that rhymes"

Because of drugs that have taken over our ghettoes and hoods,

And her little baby daughter really love them harry potter books

Lets celebrate, levitate, with the loud

And think that selling drugs is the only real way out,

It's my time to shine, and it's a sign that my rhymes

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

Ho, slut, no love, turn beef to cold cuts

You constantly say,that you do drugs,

You chasing hoes, we replacing hoes, bag and pass them hoes

Bitch i'm ballin' like i'm comin' off of free throws

That portray women as objects, as hoes and gold diggers,

No longer do i freestyle, money for the strippers

Hit strip clubs find bitches with big butts

And get me some more drugs