This is a song about "Sniffing coke"

But inside of my pocket is a dollar plus a dream

Bars doper than sniffing solid methamphetamine

Show em how low can you go, till overdosed on your coke

They'd probably find me in the woods hanging from a rope

Sitting on the bed while they cooking up that coke

It's ironic they call me a fresh breath no joke

Just put on one of me or big sean's cds and roll me some

But when he's sober bet his bars still burn like sniffing cinnamon

You other bitches sniffing my ink emissions

She seen that geechi shit, ain't been to church since

And muthafuck the quota

Slangin a coke without the cola

Fuck "grey's anatomy" i'm getting sasha grey throat

They dont know what hit em like they been taking coke

I think that i need some diet coke,

I know you just doing your job