This is a song about "Coffee"

The form of a zombie 'n' but with too much coffee, folly hobby, too floppy.

Unlike them other niggas, i got itt la-di-da-di, welcome to my house party

Eyes real low, just blame it on the green

Phone in his hand, coffee in his spleen.

You saying you want coffee

Nothin sweet when i attend, see

Shawty feinding for love, i be feeding her lust

20$ for a small coffee, it's whiter than ireland

Game over to a federals addict to coffee i must say

Drinking sake on a suzuki we in osaka bay

Sometimes you go stores and buy everything that you see

Hipster revolutionaries sittin' with coffee, equality,

My coffee, put it on a flat table mat,

Aye jay, 8 grand skins gonna take that