This is a song about "Coffee"

Coffee brown as the bosom i flew in on

Come on kids, fuck that class and hit that bong

Gets him his coffee? thats nothing to proud about thats nothing to be loud about

Drugs are a blessingto someone with no breakfast, damnit’s so hard being exited, out

I'mma live and die in cali

You saying you want coffee

I got crunk off a straight black coffee

They say nothings ever free

Game over to a federals addict to coffee i must say

Owed the dope man for his productand he swore if he did not pay

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

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

Still strong like coffee at the five a.m.

Paid well, like she supposed to, i'm a made man