This is a song about "War drugs money guns"

And the life i live is hell see, i never thought i'd see

And i'm all out of money cause i bought drugs for some party,

Red riding is getting some of this wolfly odder cock

Welcome to hell's plot, the war on drugs prevail not

Summer time, different shore

Trying to maintain in this war

These chalance give me balance

We bustin' like shot guns

Everybody seems to misread every sentence

If you're black, you're always a thug, and you have drugs and guns

Still no drugs, guns, knives or lives lost.

For this, i thank the lord

Is money, drugs, hoes, violence washed up routine

I guess these major deals ain't all they seem

Sell drugs, shoot guns, make you yell "oh!", now you pushin up daisies

We still visualize places, that we can roll in peace