This is a song about "This crystals got me tweaked"

What the fuck? gee willikers and no, i'm not drunk

All this hate y'all talking got me defiant

Niggas talk with limited service

Biggy's got you on this

All cough, crystals off yellow brick road/

Lifestyles of the young and the broke

And nearly choked when he'd tell me not to smokedaaamn, don't get me started

God's word exist on this earth and its got me kinda concerned like, when did

We ball, that breakdown

 but this has got me so down,

Got all these girls around me this rap shit is alright

Why they try to see my flow, but they know that's outta sight

So stop worrying about me and sympathize with the instrumental/

See the devil in me, it's essential in this rap game that you got potential

I be gettin' money

Got the police bustin' at me/