This is a song about "Stop shooting up crack"

Nobody never gave me shit, when i got my first chain

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

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

Where your girl at now?3 pills down that's on meand it wouldn't be a song

Untill my heart stop beating up

I know you're mad, but so what

Indeed, the flow raw just the same as my levi jeans

Stop lacing weed with nicotine, move crack with triple beams,

Wake up every day shooting for a future so bright.

Had a woman bust it taking that matter right

Masked up black mac deeper than a crack horde

In an ocean full of sharks bout to come up short

I see the same hodon't get mad, i'm only bein real

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

The dealers made that shit into crack and they cooked it up,

Out with the homies, cuz shorty wanna be a thug