This is a song about "Women drugs police dealing snitches"

Tired of feeling wired of dealing

Light skinned women, all sex everything

And my only fear's a wedding ring

Applause the healing while she's still dealing,

I drink underage, and scream fuck the police,

If you believe then you can achieve

Semetex said we’re good, and we’re good then

Snitches gettin' us locked, we arrested again,

Can’t you see just how long my run

Looking at these women

Money drugs and women seem to be the only the the radio can play! (*white noise sound*)

Then it's back to the corner where we sell cracksome of you niggas is bustas, you running round

From poorest snitches to richest

That ice be onto my neck and wrist

I'm everything that they call nice

U prolly the one callin police