This is a song about "Bitches bottles"

Oaktown still in the motherfuckin house

Purchased bottles of honey, ain't got no spouse

I shoot hollows at those whose souls are hollow and keep my livin room full of brown bottles

And i'm the same, on e'erything i love, or everything i love

Bottles be popping around

Let me see you work it out

Marry a model and pop an awful lot of bottles,

Stay gold, stray old, maturing means that your life sucks

I'm a d-boii, busting bottles blowing zips

We talkin' b blockers keep us with deep pockets

I'm a d-boii, busting bottles blowing zips

Cause the media is full of dirty tricks

Where they find me, 16 on death row

Order bottles, no moscato

By the water, au revoir to my audience

I'm a d-boii, busting bottles blowing zips