CLEF:

Mista mista,
Can I get five dollars,
So I can get something to eat
HELL NO MF,
You can't get no money from me
Cause everytime I give you a dollar
You go get shot up with more and more needles
And you tell me that you're drug free
Drug Free
Mista mista,
I haven't ate anything for a week
Can I get a quarter?
HELL NO MF,
What can a quarter get you?
Nothing mf,
You are just f***ed up
Off them f****d up drugs,
You know you need to leave alone
But you keep telling me that you're drug free
MF,
You ain't drug free, you're a fiend
And everytime I try to help you
You pretend as if it's okay
Then later on in the week
You go back to shootin' needles, to sniffin',
Oh mf, but you told me you were DRUG FREE
DRUG FREE
You ain't drug free mf
So you damn well, can't get no mfin' money from me.