This is a song about "These slits on coke n meth"

Blinded by all these street lights, up late, can't sleep nights

Angry like if i was on coke, i'd stillpunch lines

I guess you'd probably choke on a cup of coke

Uh, the only hope i had was selling dope

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

It's so hot when cookin' up the coke rock on stove top,

Im doper then dopamine,overdosing on coke and beans

As i stare at the ceiling fan, as a fan of these wicked streets

Sniffing up the coke, but its the bar weed am on/

Cause in my criminal mind, nobody violates the don

I live on the beach and these kids outside and they playin n da heat

See, the luxury that we accustomed to, i take a smut to eat

Smokin' bowls of dope, but still these heads will choke and coke,

If sam rosen never rolled and malcom never spoke

Thank god i was smokin' crack all day and doped up on coke and smack

Somebody tell satan that i want my fuckin' swag back