This is a song about "Bottles and models"

We gettin’ chicken but these skinny models wan’ eat.

This is what the devil plays before he goes to sleep

Cause you know, aside from me strugglin' or coming up in one of the most

Except for whole bottles, there's no role models, no chaperones,

And i'm as high as deion feet is headed to the house

No role models, except for them dudes slangin pounds

My records sell, yes sir

We poppin' models like dahmer

Down just so we can grow

Order bottles, no moscato

Seven, what's religion nigga? i am legend

Fuckin, smokin blunts, sexy models in the front

The say they're heartless, but i feel them when they show me love

That happiness isn't buried on tv screen with pretty models

I shoot hollows at those whose souls are hollow and keep my livin room full of brown bottles

And i'm the same, on e'erything i love, or everything i love