This is a song about "Coffee"

Bad bitch and she gon fuck me every way, never stay

Game over to a federals addict to coffee i must say

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

They gon keep on watching, give em something to see

Coffee brown as the bosom i flew in on

At dinner with hov hoping that he pass the baton

Hipster revolutionaries sittin' with coffee, equality,

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

Hail mary nigga, run quick see

You saying you want coffee

Family is all i need but indeed them too can run me right up a tree

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

Miami nights, it was all a dream

Phone in his hand, coffee in his spleen.

Still strong like coffee at the five a.m.

Not a fake person, that's the sims man