This is a song about "Stop drugs"

Ho, slut, no love, turn beef to cold cuts

You constantly say,that you do drugs,

Been spending most our lives

Stores with drugs,battles without rings

I like hoes that like poles in clean clubs

My daddy drank and my momma did drugs;

Hit strip clubs find bitches with big butts

No money, power, or drugs,

Full of drugs, over inflated figures

When they twist and talk with they fingers

Give me tall glass, coconut ciroc, please, no soda pop

But i'm too addicted to these drugs so safe to say i can't stop/

And get me some more drugs

Good kids make bad grown ups

I'm misunderstood not really a bad guy just high off drugs/

I'm out bk with these fast girls and all my cash good i miss slow bucks