This is a song about "Coffee"

Let me rideuntil i get free

You saying you want coffee

Where i'm from, if you ever seen what i seen

Phone in his hand, coffee in his spleen.

Lip balm she's some nun bitch from st. john

Coffee brown as the bosom i flew in on

Lying to the children when she know you ain't the dad

My coffee, put it on a flat table mat,

Can you picture my specific plan

Still strong like coffee at the five a.m.

Fuck it its mmg, ima cross of def poetry and potent tree

Cause why smoke weed when you can drink black coffee?

Shoutout to maybach music, my logic is getting money

Hipster revolutionaries sittin' with coffee, equality,

Y'all sippin' in champagne, while we're just drinkin' coffee

Sometimes you go stores and buy everything that you see