This is a song about "Ciroc"

But damn it...who'd ever mix up ciroc, powder, n' sum' meth?//

Becoming a good rapper ain't that easy of a process

Drinkin ciroc out of the bottle

Lady at the frank stand will

Bitches flock to the ciroc used to get off in socks

A fuck that we will never give is like our pops

Ciroc cock got me shootin' up on a hot block

Had so much kush and ciroc, bitch, i think my heart stop

On that ciroc, runnin this place

Lookin' at me, now they know my face

Isn't a right its more of a decision. haters like gators hating me till

I'm ciroc without puffy, that's comedy that not funny. i'm a kill and thrill, spill

The race war, when it's us against all of them

Sippen on ciroc till my body hits the numb