This is a song about "Alcohol"

I spitting bars the metronome the money machine

We drinking alcohol amounts to kerosene

Yeah, i'mma let the chips fall

I'm on that good kush and alcohol

Hope my city is not too far

This is last call, for that alcohol

Or ethanol intoxication, alcohol rules this flawed nation

So both of our imaginations are creations of the fucking situation

We going weed, women and some alcohol

We can count the stars on the hood in your father's car

If you don’t recognize, you gon’ see

She abused drugs, alcohol, and smoked frequently

So i can write about my life of sina couple bottles of gin

I was thirsty for that alcohol, what really killed me was temptation.