This is a song about "Coffee"

With a coffee and we end it like

Jungle fever for the night

Hipster revolutionaries sittin' with coffee, equality,

If you try to hang with me you should finally truly see

Phone in his hand, coffee in his spleen.

Man this life is but a dream

Away the tragedy, so i stay sucker free

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

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

I got crunk off a straight black coffee

You gotta understand man

Still strong like coffee at the five a.m.

Kids will black outsome cracked out hit the pen max outcome home and blow a back out

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