This is a song about "Another"

You can pick the next room

Pop another volume

Fast forward spillin' drinks on her fur

We are exactly like one another,

Real nigga no pistol to keep to shoot her

Terribad is one word sucks is another

That damier bag i bought her

Smoke one, spit another,

But not as bad as lookin' backwards wishin' that we hadn't been such of a damn disaster

I feel another disaster in my bladder evertime i read another chapter,

And copy what's hot until that goes cold

Another tragic episode

Your just another meal, another one i like to chew,

Morehaha, coming to a ghetto near you

No benefits still a nigga never hissy fit

Won’t pop another pill, can’t drink another sip