This is a song about "Strung out"

Maybe its this vicodin that strung me out like a violin thats why i'm white

You headin' to his car for some sexi pass by, can't hold back tears inside

With out doubt i wont back out

Or know what its about

Get yours; you know what this about

The coldest bout to show out

These hoes thuggin, these nigga's bitches don’t know the difference

I've strung a string to stream beneath the seams of scenes an things

I must go like fly route

Grow your beard out, just weird out

Ho's, got a list, but i gotta pick

Pacing the floor like a strung out meth addict

Baby heading down a cloud

But even if we bow out

My ex-hoes keep ballin out,

Never lookin for a handout