This is a song about "Why drugs are bad"

Why are there even assassinations?

But love my music, say i do nothing but hits

Why do people have bad attitudes

And my weed man should just sell flutes

You are a bad patient

She leave her hair in the sink

You are a bad patient

You know i stick to the script

Why are you crying, are you frightened.

If you feel it, it must be real just

Why, why, are is he tripping down?

I know a little betty from downtown

A king's assassination is why most often fear the hell

And blacks are lazy thugs on crazy drugs and welfare,

Fire starter put me anywhere i just blaze

Drugs are what i crave, find em at a rave.