This is a song about "Coffee maker"

That can't take an undertaker, feelin to make me meet my maker

While his fiends for cream well exceeded the dream she once lived for

You saying you want coffee

I’m tryna be low key

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

But if you took a second mr. mirror, you would see

So i tried to show her about the world and about just who we really are

Maker,ill try to be real with my rhymes o avoid being a faker,

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

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

But she sure can get you high if the coke let her

Through troubled times, i find ease with my maker

I wanted a brother my mother i told her

I know your schedule so today's you meet your maker

I do not know how that dead body got inside of my trunk

20$ for a small coffee, it's whiter than ireland