This is a song about "War on drugs"

Like dammit you the shit you do it so well

And blacks are lazy thugs on crazy drugs and welfare,

They gotta like a nigga, call me obama

Not the drugs, but on tracks and i'm still a

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

Hasheem thabeet and various other peoples

Always on point taking drugs in intervals

But most times darling the sequel sucks

Call me up late while im on drugs

Selling cane, getting brain, at the same damn time

There's war going on outside, y'all should never rhyme,

Maybe it's the way the played it in my hearti knew one day i gotta be a star

Declaration of war, lets get competitive if you think to me you're on par.