This is a song about "Stop shooting up crack"

Why you saving that, with her misbehaving ass

Watch you light up quicker than a crack addict with whiplash.

My raincoat, and gold wrappers, amen

Why am i back to shooting up again?

Yesterday i saw a b-girl crying; i walked up and asked what's wrong

Little kids and crack hustlers shooting 'em with nines drawn,

Entrance no charge cause we late to the club

Untill my heart stop beating up

Pops locked up so mama couldn't stop me

Where you belong with your family

I'll fuck up more tricks than a crack-addicted david blaine/

We rose up to bigger fame, glows from the tennis chain

Shooting hoop's like shaquille o'neal & real hit'em up with steel..

While my mom is in the kitchen cookin' up a meal

Whip, plane, motions own

Stop blowin up my phone