This is a song about "Why drugs are bad"

I’m coming back like light-skin and

Why are you crying, are you frightened.

You just servin yourself, go pull up to pump three

Drugs are taking me to realms no longer scaring me

Why its bad and why i gotta get my mind right

I used to write rhymes, all day and all night

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

The marathon of this game always changes in pace

When love comes callin', don’t love back

Why you treat them so bad

But he push them whites in the hood like ray edmond was there

And blacks are lazy thugs on crazy drugs and welfare,

But now i know why drugs and alcohol

My pen sparks the benchmark i fench off tar

Why are you crying, are you frightened.

Homie popped up with about twenty bags and