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

On these streets with flurry coke-line streaks/

Know what they mean, everything ain't what it seems

Around kids. these fuckin hopeless slits on my wrists arnt doing anything why

Tatted upt.y.g.a. basically gotta cremate me cause i'm fly 'til i die

Presidential suite and bitch, i never use my right to vote

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

Are crazier than a skitzo on meth driving his humvee.

And a nose full of chowder, he's choppin' up all the doubters see

Fuck 2dopeboyz and nahright, shout out to hype track

Acting like you smoking crack, are y'all on coke and smack,

Sitting on the bed while they cooking up that coke

I don't rap flipping coke, i just try to give em hope

Show em how low can you go, till overdosed on your coke

I got the idea from a letter that the shit wrote

Show em how low can you go, till overdosed on your coke

Yeah, y’all better watch it, mayne, right here we lock and load