This is a song about "Alcohol"

But inside of my pocket is a dollar plus a dream

We drinking alcohol amounts to kerosene

And where we've come and how we still have to go really far

Got 'em dropping drawls on my balls after shots of alcohol

We can count the stars on the hood in your father's car

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

Yeah, i'mma let the chips fall

I'm on that good kush and alcohol

Signing off brother ali, sincerely yours

We drink alcohol while them strippers show tush

Backwoods don’t do papers, that was just for my haters

All the alcohol abuse just made dad's anger issues worse

Im sexing her bodyim gonna make her crawl

Let's sweat out this alcohol, bet i'm about to ball