This is a song about "Alcohol"

We going weed, women and some alcohol

The underdog of the underground has come far

Mr. i-don't-give-a-fuck-about-you what they callin' him

I was thirsty for that alcohol, what really killed me was temptation.

Beaverton my sneaker game although i never be with ducks

But still i was a bad-kid who did alcohol and drugs.

I don't lean to alcohol yeah my life was bad and all.

I'm tellen you one day these suckers gotta fall

Give me billboards, whatever that people will kill for

Throw some salt and alcohol on that wound to make it safer

We going weed, women and some alcohol

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

Infatuated with becoming a relevant star

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

Got a pocket full of cream, my moccasin's clean

We drinking alcohol amounts to kerosene