This is a song about "Ciroc"

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

Didn't make it through college, still debating my progress

On that ciroc, runnin this place

Just know that i'm always

Pass it round, counter-clock, let her show her titties, stop

Ciroc cock got me shootin' up on a hot block

Sippen on ciroc till my body hits the numb

Turned himself in, i had to find that dumb

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

I'm evolving in these particular skills, others devolve yet have a similar will.

Bitches flock to the ciroc used to get off in socks

Bail was a quarter mill, they put me in a box

Drinkin ciroc out of the bottle

My jobs quite hard but see all of its mental