This is a song about "Alcohol"

You know...you know who you are

This is last call, for that alcohol

Alcohol helps me get loose

Niggas die over shoes

We going weed, women and some alcohol

The hotels we staying in twelve star

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

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

Beaverton my sneaker game although i never be with ducks

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

We drinking alcohol amounts to kerosene

And eat about four bowls of some frozen ice cream

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

Had to teach the bitch manners, now i gotta learn her

I'm the prototype with a godly protocol

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