This is a song about "Booze"

Father was immersed in debt, hadn't earned a cheque and turned to booze

I'm just trying to paint that picture, when i'm rhyming up in this booth

Yeah, look here i pay dues

Consuming, booze and fumes in twos.

Pass the blunt and pass the booze

So cool, my bitch got no shoes

Cause everyday you be downtown like drinking your booze getting renown.

Heyyyy! got some static for some niggas on the other side of town

Not concerned with most rappers me i'm a king

Sitting loose sipping booze came knocking

To unleash the anger from the booze.

Yea, smoking loud enjoying my youth

And i snap like bob backlund in the booth

Your slippers not there, its time to quit your booze

You need shoes i need booze

My time with their half-witted reviews