This is a song about "A bottle of fear"

And tell dem niggas at the top we want yo spot we are for real

Of coming here, putting fear like a buccaneer in yo ear, ya hear?

Looking for the answers at the bottom of a bottle

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

They'll get the prize, a bottle of wine 'n' fine dining

The most that they can do is find me, i'm hiding

Like a virgin girl's hentai fear

She shift my gears and whispered in my ear

Out in the district they selling water and buying pistols

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

Ok just listen up a little

Drinkin ciroc out of the bottle

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

He carried weight like a mack truckgonna bust on some playa haters