This is a song about "Alcohol"

Still knock them out the park like a fucking tow car

We going weed, women and some alcohol

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

A nigga thorough, she knew it before i bought her car

She abused drugs, alcohol, and smoked frequently

Now hire about street schemes, and getting blood money

Throw some salt and alcohol on that wound to make it safer

Chasing your dreams instead of chasing a niggas paper

Tell the homies i'm in heaven and they ain't got hoods

We drink alcohol while them strippers show tush

Be my little pill and just creep into my blood stream

We drinking alcohol amounts to kerosene

You send me beats via email, i'mma send them back in a hearse

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