This is a song about "Alcohol"

Infatuated with becoming a relevant star

A sub-par rapper who gets prosts drunk on cheap alcohol

Nigga i'm a hundred miles far

But now i know why drugs and alcohol

Wit’ some killers and everybody know who we are

Got 'em dropping drawls on my balls after shots of alcohol

All the alcohol abuse just made dad's anger issues worse

We up in that magic city throwing up them dollars

The things they say went a little too far

This is last call, for that alcohol

Weekend trippin to wherever, only heaven is far

Yeah i know, but i never had no problem with alcohol

Or ethanol intoxication, alcohol rules this flawed nation

So both of our imaginations are creations of the fucking situation

And to stop at that point, you gotta be on alcohol

I swear, i kinda feel like she's slightly bizarre