This is a song about "Alcohol"

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

Shout out to mid-majors, who forget what they major

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

I'm tryna better my chances of becoming a star

In a malcolm x shirt chillin' with the ku klux

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

And eat about four bowls of some frozen ice cream

We drinking alcohol amounts to kerosene

It drinkin' us like alcohol

Slumdog far apart any sub par

Tried multiple drugs, took multiple shots of alcohol

Gas women then return ‘em like a rental car