This is a song about "Codeine fluid"

And they drummin' on the hollow buckets, show ain't over 'til it's bravo

But i done did enough codeine to knock future into tomorrow

I've got a paper plane, it's propelling my buzz

Spit piff, the embalm fluid stripped from an impaled carcass

See me with codeine cups?

Hit strip clubs find bitches with big butts

Codeine in my oj, call that liquid luck,

-ttention. you don't gotta listen just give a fuck

Still kill the pussy, put the cat in a casket

Stupid shit feeling fluid is as to fit i might quit

Codeine in my oj, call that liquid luck,

Middle finger missing so i can not give a fuck

Nigga, this nigga's forehead is so fuckin' big

Though those money trees sent the lead flow, intravenous fluid