This is a song about "Booze and thrill"

Yeah hail mary full of grace

Booze? i think i'll have a case

Pass the blunt and pass the booze

Its cold as shit in this booth

When i'm down and out, i get up and right

The thrill of suspense is intense, your horrified

Niggas die over shoes

I'll enjoy my bag of booze

Then we zoom to my room for one hell of a thrill

This rozay, wale, gunplay, and that nigga pill

Or become a noisy niebour fast just for a thrill

Forever i ain't run yet and i never will

Sitting loose sipping booze came knocking

Bun b, i’m underground king

Kill the jungle let the cats loose

You need shoes i need booze