This is a song about "Alcohol"

This is last call, for that alcohol

When i step up out the maserati car

Drinking alcohol until, i pass out

I’m the rapper with clout columbians rap about

But still i was a bad-kid who did alcohol and drugs.

And all we lack is communication like service sucks

She abused drugs, alcohol, and smoked frequently

Folarin be ballin for all yall to see

Weekend trippin to wherever, only heaven is far

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

Alcohol helps me get loose

Or 5'2" hoopers in light shoes

The underdog of the underground has come far

We going weed, women and some alcohol

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

Or ethanol intoxication, alcohol rules this flawed nation