This is a song about "Speeding and dumping pills"

But love my music, say i do nothing but hits

And the kitchen table is were i find my pills

Leave me alone when i'm speeding in ya zone

My heart too dark, i’m so gone, delete my phone

Now, nigga, it’s the prince

Gotta take some more pills

Carol city or was it the west

Slang some lean and pills so i can pay the rent

Cotton to silk, motrin to tylenol - three pills

Have you with professional killas, chasing hits

And i know you lookin at me like you don't speak english

Party, poppin pills, and poopin on slutty bitches.

Dumping the whack words making the tower tip

I'm back on my sixty six six shit

So she takes some whit pills and says so long

And we don't know no right from wrong