This is a song about "Bottle of syrup"

Roley, rolex, relaxsay she just gave me head, leaned over in the front seat

Wives rack with a bottle of jack . this is my air youre breathing, so keep

You are always there when i slip up i just don't care never really learned

Be the lion of the zoo be the glue of the bottle be the air of the world,

I'm no rolemodel, but when your empty in need of another bottle,

Keep it real as penitentiary steelthis ain't no freestyle battle

Ponder, just grow a fondness for a bottle of open barnacles

I'm out bk with these fast girls and all my cash good i miss slow bucks

Or medicine in a green bottle

Lady at the frank stand will

And fuck the fat lady, it's over when all the kids sing

They'll get the prize, a bottle of wine 'n' fine dining

You a sweet nigga like a bottle of coke,

You'll drown tryna backstroke on concepts that i wrote

If i could capture the rage of today's youth and bottle it

That i'mma pay for with dimes, nickels and quarters and shit