This is a song about "Why drugs are bad"

Yeah, i never dreamed of a gift

You are a bad patient

I need a backyard full court size

Man master why you giving bad advice/

Rich, 2pac and the click, smokin' blunts, loadin' clips

Why are there even assassinations?

By bootin motherfuckers like a shootin star

But now i know why drugs and alcohol

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

When the relay starts i’m a runaway slave

You are bad why would you rap?

If it's right tonight, i might bite that

But still i was a bad-kid who did alcohol and drugs.

Can we take shots? what's your flavor? flat drinks we call a cups