This is a song about "Slush"

All my peers doing years beyond drug dealinghow many caskets can we witness

But you had it comin motherfucker now your face resembles red slush

But she only fuck with boss niggas - lames, you outta luck

Spread the slush, paper thin, "ouch a paper cut" oozing a lot-a blood

I'm breathing for a purpose

That's thick like puppy slush,