This is a song about "Weed acid percs molly"

Because there ain't no coming back from that

But i have only done acid

With a home girl, best friend, lover, all that

Distract ya, fully automatic acid trap,

Holla at ya boy young roy’s in the kill shit

No more molly cause i probably copped it

My rhymes strike like acid chemicals,

Took her to the club bought her three more bottles

Need some weed and acid for your satisfaction

Kevin durant you're an ant like my mother kin

Then i will fuck with molly

And you are you too, but bitch i'm three

Weed and rapping weed in jays

Driving my car to a foreign place

These fools probably took a tablet of acid

So i'mma talk about a little bit of that