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

Tryna fuck on some sluts since i was a freshmen

Bitch i got my swag card, natural protection

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

Until she figured out that she don't really like to bang cock

Uh, the only hope i had was selling dope

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

On top, a former cop was shot with a coke snorters glock

They larry davis me and said i tried to kill a cop

After them sluts are thrashed call the next few up and bring em while these are leaving

And i have to say that music keeps me here, by far, the main thing

Let's buy guns and kill those kids with dads and mom

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

Are you afraid of a thug? and have you ever made love

But you the one on crystal meth, bitch my rhymes are limitless

Can barely walk the city streets

On these streets with flurry coke-line streaks/