This is a song about "Squads and drugs"

Look, i'm back like niggas on a bus

Drugs, sex, killing and lots of madness

My bitch likes to cut the dope and bag it for a fee

Surrounded by drugs violence and sodomy

It’s an endless cycle, of drugs and violence,

Look this the joint that could get me the spins

This is like love, that you can never get

'no mas' but squads will come and shoot your pet

Lots of drugs and boos in his cup

Entrance no charge cause we late to the club

And he was married to my grandmother for money n drugs

That mean im overflowin all you rappin niggas in cups

The hotels we staying in twelve star

But now i know why drugs and alcohol

Have you seen ibiza with beaches that look like eva with d cups

Lotta rapper thugs talking bout bitches, money trees, and drugs