This is a song about "Bottle"

This is more about nothing, i'm the fucking show

Drinkin from the bottle til they wobble, don't start yo

So i'm sittin' in the dark with a bottle of pills

Tell em they mind clippin i give em like 5 minutes

I spun the bottle, only to slam the throttle

My jobs quite hard but see all of its mental

If sam rosen never rolled and malcom never spoke

You a sweet nigga like a bottle of coke,

I seem to gravitate to the bottle of nyquil then i salivate

If she don't fake, i work that pussy out, like it was outta shape

In life she the wife who was right in that deep end

Neck a bottle, i become devil sent/

Odd future is children that's fucked up in they mental

I begin to spin the blue bubbly bottle