This is a song about "Why drugs"

My daddy drank and my momma did drugs;

Stack up your funds like a million bucks

Amen, they say you only live once

Call me up late while im on drugs

Stay gold, stray old, maturing means that your life sucks

Drivin' my impala and selling drugs

Hit strip clubs find bitches with big butts

Sell a dub mix some drugs

Don't call it a comeback, i been here for years

Full of drugs, over inflated figures

Times up mind flip ...why why why...

She gotta hold her head up high

Stores with drugs,battles without rings

So i guess that's where i hide my things