This is a song about "A bottle of fear"

I'm out bk with these fast girls and all my cash good i miss slow bucks

Ponder, just grow a fondness for a bottle of open barnacles

You're reaching new heights, and i ain't kiss you just a little

So insane,this man gonna hit you with a red bull bottle

So get it right ok you ballin and i'm with the owners

With nothing but a bottle of skin lotion and barney posters,

But when it’s all said and done i’mma be ahead of them

So i bet him till he's dead with a bottle of rum

My hopes and all my wishes

A fear of commitment with

Laugh at the money that's stuck in the chandelier

Someone reach a hand i'm paralised with fear

All the women of color i'm in love with your skin

So i can drown my sorrows with a bottle of gin

Double s shit, swastikas on the letterman, bitch

Fighting with a bottle and a dirty syringe