This is a song about "Steroid junkies"

No matter how low you go you're not lowlyand i, hear that you made a few enemies

Tryin not to feel hative as i sob, lobbin shit at me like fuckin monkeys, damn junkies,

Crazed raised off hennesey, tell me will my enemies

Gangsta rap and the days of the trash junkies,

I'm from salisbury, where the junkies and whores be

Got me counting my blessings, it took me a-d to see

That's why i get cut like i don't fuck with the coach knees

Walmart brand for me until i sold to the junkies

They'd tell you i'm some bipolar, steroid user

Listen to every word that i slur

That hit heights like junkies who pound herb.

Making a movie, spike work

While syd is telling me that she's been getting intimate with men

Smoke weed then cough again. get higher then junkies in the pen.