This is a song about "Thug drug"

When it comes to these rhymes i'm a lyrical thug i'm so sick i couldn't be cured by a miracle drug

Ive been leapin' n' speedin needin to spit meaning while freeing n' keeping it real as fuck

Fuck a cold sore, getcha getcha own cup

Or fade to white; new favorite drug?

So close i could give flip a play

Drug dealers til this day,

Out with the homies, cuz shorty wanna be a thug

I don't really know what the fuck's in my cup

That i'm better than any kinda drug

Who the fuck invited mr. i don't give a fuck

Fuck you, i'll just do some sorta drug

We're young and we don't give a fuck

Still living the thug life

Hop in and let me test drive

Forget it i'm done with being a so called "thug",

Had to d up like all in a titty cup