This is a song about "Alcohol club bitches"

And to stop at that point, you gotta be on alcohol

Flow retarded, i need to wipe the slob off of every bar

So i can write about my life of sina couple bottles of gin

Or ethanol intoxication, alcohol rules this flawed nation

That hands you weed and alcohol

Know you want me to fall

And tell me why would we just think about

Drinking alcohol until, i pass out

This is last call, for that alcohol

See, i like the person that you are

Wreck these thangs, have em looking like halle berry's car

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

We going weed, women and some alcohol

Gas women then return ‘em like a rental car