This is a song about "Coffee maker"

I got crunk off a straight black coffee

Let me rideuntil i get free

Fuck yo bitch to the weekend, i ain't speaking bout that cd player

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

{*both*} but first lemme, lemme, lemme talk to her

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

God mc oh my god you gotta see

You saying you want coffee

Be financially stable or busting tables for paper

So many haters, callin' me faker, money maker.

And you don’t understand my slang my colloquial’s lovely

Hipster revolutionaries sittin' with coffee, equality,

Got the perfect plan to help me get her

Through troubled times, i find ease with my maker

Fed her acid now the duct tape quacks back at her

They couldn't step in time even if they had a pace maker.