This is a song about "Bottle"

Odd future is children that's fucked up in they mental

I begin to spin the blue bubbly bottle

So i'm sittin' in the dark with a bottle of pills

But love my music, say i do nothing but hits

But his deferred, and blurred and changed in shapeit's fate, it wasn't my choice to make

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

So insane,this man gonna hit you with a red bull bottle

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

James got home all alone with a bottle of patron.

Niggas hate us, but we famous so i never blame them

Now all he does these days is sell beats and drink the whole bottle

I love a girl that think a lot, cause sex with me is mental

Like the nigga on the block waving his glock but won't squeeze

Drinking bottle after bottle erasing bad memories

Twisted in a cell popping pills from a bottle

Don’t wanna have me then somebody will