D.R.U.G.S.
Herbert Anthony Stevens IV (born February 23, 1987), better known by his st… Read Full Bio ↴Herbert Anthony Stevens IV (born February 23, 1987), better known by his stage name Ab-Soul, is an American hip hop recording artist from Carson, California currently signed to Top Dawg Entertainment and Interscope Records. Stevens is a member of hip hop supergroup Black Hippy along with fellow West Coast rappers and label mates Jay Rock, Kendrick Lamar and ScHoolboy Q.

D.R.U.G.S.
Ab-Soul Lyrics


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I can't help myself, I think I need some help
I can't help myself, I think I need some help
I can't help myself, I think I need some help
I say I love my mama, Lord knows I does
I love my family, my cousins, that's my blood
I love this music, it come from up above
I love my niggas and I love my bitches
I love everybody that's listenin'
If you rich or poor, so what?
The whole world we livin' in
Everything that's livin' in it
Trees down to the bugs
Can't forget about my plug
'Cause last but not least I love drugs
I love drugs
I can't help myself, I think I need some help
I can't help myself, I think I need some help

They say the apple don't fall far from the tree
Apple a day, it keep the doctors away
I wonder if my father got more faded than me
But I can't ask him, 'cause the doctors couldn't save him, baby
My mama clean as holy water, hallelujah
We total opposites, I'm dirty as this Fanta mix
We Qualitesters, we can't find no Hi-Tech, I ain't lyin', nigga
Act stashed on the low for the high, nigga
Whole squad full of them codeine fiends
OG by the OZ, and I still owe the weed man down the street
Monster magic off them Xannies, I might have me one
Mix it with the syrup, Perc' on top of that
Then I'll be numb, if I don't wake up, tell 'em

I love my mama, Lord knows I does
I love my family, my cousins, that's my blood
I love this music, it come from up above
I love my niggas and I love my bitches
I love everybody that's listenin'
If you rich or poor, so what?
I love the whole world we livin' in
And everything that's livin' in it
From the trees down to the bugs
Can't forget about my plug
'Cause last but not least I love drugs
Last but not least I love drugs
(Purple still comin' in)

Molly got me rollin', got me rollin', nigga
I got the sniffles, need a box of tissues (Blow it!)
I got some issues, I ain't talkin' about a newspaper
Talkin' about the issues that come with this new paper
My new bitch in the next room in the nude, nigga
Broad day, blinds open—see the view, nigga?
Cornea, so scarred can't look myself up in the eyes
But if I could I would say: "Who is you, nigga?!"
What's become of Herb III's son?
Wasn't for these abortions I'd probably be on my third son
That was they decision, for the record
Just clearin' my conscience
That don't make it better, nigga
You know I know better, nigga

I love my mama, Lord knows I does
I love my family, my cousins, that's my blood
I love this music, it come from up above
I love my niggas and I love my bitches
I love everybody that's listenin'
If you rich or poor, so what?
I love the whole world we livin' in
And everything that's livin' in it
From the trees down to the bugs
Can't forget about my plug
'Cause last but not least I love drugs
Last but not least I love drugs
I can't help myself, I think I need some help
I can't help myself, I think I need some help

You ain't never seen a junky so fresh
You ain't never seen a junky so fresh
Think I need some help
You ain't never seen a junky so fresh
You ain't never seen a junky so fresh, so fresh, no
I think I need some help
Junky so fresh
You ain't never seen a junky so fresh, so fresh, no
I think I need some help
I love my mama
You ain't never seen a junky so fresh, so fresh
You ain't never seen a junky
Lords knows I does
I think I need some help, I need some help
I love my mama
I need some help, I need some help
Lord knows I does
Can you go find me some help?

That's what I'm sayin' that's why you don't need a Xan, cuz
I said time flies didn't you hear what I said?
I said time flies
Time flies, love fades Goddamn, man!

Married to marijuana, addicted to cigarettes
Codeine's my concubine, cocaine confidant
Adderall Admiral, absolutely, give Danny credit
Perc' 30 flow, exactly how Saudi said it
Season pass to Xanny land, Hennessy in my piss
Can't forget I'm psychic off them psychedelics
And for the kids lookin' up to me for what I've seen
No, I don't need any of these things to do anything
Soul

All my brethren, I pray for your mercy
And that you alleviate my pain
You that dwell in the glory of God
Listen to the sufferance of this
Your humble servant




Grant me health, well-being, and happiness
Amen

Overall Meaning

The lyrics to Ab-Soul/Mac Miller's song D.R.U.G.S. are both a confession and a plea for help. Ab-Soul opens up about his struggle with addiction and how he cannot help himself anymore. He admits his love for his family, music, and even drugs. Despite his fondness for drugs, he recognizes that he needs help as addiction has taken over his life. Ab-Soul mentions the loss of his father and how it might have contributed to his issues. He also acknowledges the consequences of his choices, like losing track of time and the fading of love.


The last lines of the song seem like a prayer, where Ab-Soul is asking for mercy from God and relief from his pain. The lyrics suggest that addiction is not a choice but a disease that affects not only the person with the addiction but also their loved ones. It also points to the idea that seeking help is necessary to beat addiction.




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Written by: Herbert Anthony Stevens, Francis Nguyen-Tran

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Comments from YouTube:

@Agent00gaming

More bangers... TDE slaughtering the game.

@martymcflyguy6599

Agent 00 what's good Agent?

@chief-long-john

Agent 00 Dat way

@kinglathame

he had 5 different people edit them

@nohaybanda3061

Agent 00 i cant believe agent like ab soul. This is monumental 😂😂

@K_SwindleFBK

Agent 00 What's good fam

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@onenationarmy

I’ll never be able to listen to this song the same ever again. Mac Millar at the end repeatedly saying “I can’t help myself, I think I need some help.” RIP man.

@FunkeyMonkeyUR

It's so strange that I was listening to this song the other day after a long time, then we were hit with the bad news.. RIP

@xDRxGreenthumb

TASK MASTER So damn deep smh. Rest easy fam, see you on the other side Mac. Thank you for all of your music and your contribution to our world my dude. To be honest I barely listened to his last album, and I didn’t even know that he was on this either...but I kind of stumbled upon some of his records and heard from my girl that he had some issues with his chick...I don’t usually keep up on what’s been buzzing but man it’s such a tragedy and hits close to home. So many good ones been falling off...man God seems to be testing us...anyways I rarely post any reply’s on YouTube but I guess this is just where that flow has been leading me. May all you be blessed by the best and live a life that you love/love the life you live. Much love to you all. Stay Up. 🙏🏽✌🏽

@xDRxGreenthumb

FunkeyMonkey it’s like weird coincidences/synchronicities {whatever and however people want to label these weird yet seemingly connected experiences} like I just started to get into his last album and I heard the pain...next thing I hear is he’s in another place. Hmm. Just makes you think doesn’t it? I just popped onto here after my YouTube mix set me off of ILL Mind of Hopsin 7 which to me is such an underrated composition considering how he essentially presented the human condition which is paradoxical and there is no “definite” answer. The way in which he expressed his existential crisis was just so raw and so real. Anyways I digress, I’ve just experienced many losses in a very short period of time as of late and I thank God that I can always turn to music and find some sort of solace and even closure —> to even feeling fresh and new. Mmm when music can evoke emotions and paint pictures/initiate nostalgia etc etc man that’s what I deem to be real music. ‘Without music life would be a mistake’ I definitely agree with Nietzsche with that right there. Anyways be blessed fam. 🙏🏽✌🏽

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