This is a song about "Drugs and rap"

And to be honest i don’t know what niggas talkin bout

From the ville, never sold drugs man, the fuck can i rap about?/

Funeral, check my phone, reacting like its new to you

I don't fuckin' rap about any drugs that i don't do,

All around theres death,drugs, and rape

Rae took on the date with the purple tape

Welcome back to class, bitch, grab on to your glasses

Drugs, sex, killing and lots of madness

Lots of drugs and boos in his cup

They just don't give a fuck

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

Have you seen ibiza with beaches that look like eva with d cups

Most people made of blood and organs but i'm made of drugs

But now i know why drugs and alcohol

We be in the party like we own that bar