This is a song about "Coffee"

Game over to a federals addict to coffee i must say

And i promised myself i wouldn't tell you this shit today

You saying you want coffee

Hopin' that my niggas see

I got crunk off a straight black coffee

They say i talk like im god body

Coffee brown as the bosom i flew in on

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

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

Came from italybellisimo, was tha callyeah nigga i got versace

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

Phone in his hand, coffee in his spleen.

They said seven tracks, i said fifteen

Phone calls from my niggas on the, other side

With a coffee and we end it like