This is a song about "War on drugs"

I'm full of smoke and drugs, blood always smeared on my rug, building up an

After i spit it niggas be swimming to get to land, damn

I don’t be stressed like relaxed muscles

Always on point taking drugs in intervals

On the brink of war, shit's bout to get gory/

You a lady boss, now you fly free

I'm out bk with these fast girls and all my cash good i miss slow bucks

I don't give a fuck whether or not my uncles on drugs

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

I can only imagine, uncle bob

I got soul, there's more in store

On a horse i ride into war

Always on point taking drugs in intervals

Let me teach you all the sounds of love