This is a song about "Coffee ahop"

Phone in his hand, coffee in his spleen.

Maintaining my modest modest as i dream

And i don’t know why you fuck niggas can’t see

Cause why smoke weed when you can drink black coffee?

Nothin sweet when i attend, see

I got crunk off a straight black coffee

This is the second best idea that we’ve ever had

My coffee, put it on a flat table mat,

With a coffee and we end it like

Like the first nintendo, the blinking red light

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

That's gon' make it hard to smile in the futurebut through whatever you see

Come on kids, fuck that class and hit that bong

Coffee brown as the bosom i flew in on