This is a song about "Coffee enemas"

Studio fifty four if we get the props right

With a coffee and we end it like

We ain't come for peace, you can bend your knees and pray all day

Game over to a federals addict to coffee i must say

And all women who had light features, see

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

50 dollars on some shoes you ain't ever seen

Phone in his hand, coffee in his spleen.

You saying you want coffee

To cali, to cali

Coffee brown as the bosom i flew in on

At dinner with hov hoping that he pass the baton

Hot coffee for you niggas sleeping, you bitter let me put kareem in

But buy a .44, blasting at playa haterswanting more with a thug passion

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