This is a song about "Trapping meth and spending alot of money on designer cloths"

He wares a linen cloths and a pair of reed sandals

Hasheem thabeet and various other peoples

To heaven's door -- shed so many tears

All of this fuss for heisenberg's blue meth

I'm sick of seeing crack-addict single moms who bite the meth,

Cause it'll never be the same hereso i wipe away the tears

Wearin' up in a jacket and designer pelle pelle nigga,

I can eradicate a village if you give me a beat, huh

To witness the realest shit that's ever been told to man

We just talk alot of shit kick ass and use slang

A working genius, a work of art

Alot of niggas fake who go to hard

Become a coach designer of body bags and coca leaves

Yeah, you swear your girl is faithful; everything ain't what it seems

The jiggas and the tips

Add some meth and that pills