This is a song about "Bottle top"

I capture lighting in a bottle and release it when i please

My philosophy is rocks and weed, a partna lean, the glock will squeeze

My wrist is all red from the cutter

But fuck that i gotta bottle opener

I seem to gravitate to the bottle of nyquil then i salivate

Go ahead admit it faggot, this shit is tighter than butt rape

There ain't no pills left 'cause i swallowed the whole bottle

I got my finger on the mothafuckin' pistol

You deserve more than a smashed bottle of vodka,

I can always depend on my mama

Aboard the accord the bottle i poured

Bring the remainin' red and white pieces to the fort

Drinkin ciroc out of the bottle

Ok just listen up a little