This is a song about "Speed and coke"

But if you took a second mr. mirror, you would see

One of the ghosts lunged with speed and went inside of me

Seven fifty six k. and that's the down speed yo

Nigga, i got that dilla, premo, swizzy flow

Wocky, she's a dancer, walkie-talkie ace for back up like fag

Thank god i was smokin' crack all day and doped up on coke and smack

Make sure your fuckin' feelings end up up in a glad bag

Acting like you smoking crack, are y'all on coke and smack,

And now it’s time to speed it up

Say what you wanna but

And we way too young to know love, maybe not but we don't need no rush

And you are, never gonna even be a speed bump, cause i don't need love

See, the luxury that we accustomed to, i take a smut to eat

And then steal a hoopty,then run him over with a two speed,