This is a song about "Your on drugs"

What happens when you try to sell drugs on my block

We charging you niggas up you like it or not

Full of shit, like i ate that john

Feel your chest on top on

Our history that they stole, africa

Not the drugs, but on tracks and i'm still a

If he didn't have the price i'm asking

On my dick, feel the sting, this is where drugs sling,

And blacks are lazy thugs on crazy drugs and welfare,

Thought she hot i swear, probably rougher than hell

Call me up late while im on drugs

Good kids make bad grown ups

Forever i ain't run yet and i never will

Always on point taking drugs in interval

But youre there and the fuzz shaking the drugs out your clothes

And a nigga have ‘em beefin’ on who gon' twist up my new growth