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

Everybody coming home deserve a white benz

But damn it...who'd ever mix up ciroc, powder, n' sum' meth?//

Your bitch kind of ugly but she sure fill up them jeans

Im doper then dopamine,overdosing on coke and beans

Like your mom on coke i won't quit until i die.

Drinks in the airrrrrrr let-let-let-let it fly

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

And your loves in hindsight and you see everything its not

But if you're not dying don't fucking bother to call me back, i'm sleep

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

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

I used to have dark nights now it’s bright lights

At the same damn time, gettin' hit on by a couple hoes

Look the hustle flows regardless of these dudes hustles n' flows

Hoping that mama would sympathize cause she broke

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