This is a song about "Coca cola"

And fif’ here to lick on that coca-cola shit

Fame is a drug i knew that before jay said that

I'll put you in a coma shoot you in yoga you drink dicks like cola...

I can eradicate a village if you give me a beat, huh

Chips ahoy, vanilla cola, sipping syrup slow

If you ready then i'm ready go, hear this on my radio

With corrupt leaders and those overseers in the coca fields,

So i give my love to my lady and pray for all these babies

Become a coach designer of body bags and coca leaves

You know the common statistic inspired by hoop dreams

Jealousy inside, make'em wish i diedoh my lord, tell me what i'm livin' for

Be it spoken sugarcoated or zero coca coke, you're still just livin', dreaded fodder

I be way out in cali, got hoes of all types

Come get a taste, of the these coca lines