This is a song about "Coke bottle body"

Aboard the accord the bottle i poured

Bring the remainin' red and white pieces to the fort

I was underground but wasn't trying to renew the lease

Drinking bottle after bottle erasing bad memories

My balance be so tight rope

I think that i need some diet coke,

Pops gave me the juice now im killing the bottle

Odd future is children that's fucked up in they mental

I'm killing 'em slow like cigarette smoke

You a sweet nigga like a bottle of coke,

I don't rap flipping coke, i just try to give em hope

But i gotta pay homage to my name, kilos, kilos of coke

My jobs quite hard but see all of its mental

Drinkin ciroc out of the bottle

I begin to spin the blue bubbly bottle

I got my finger on the mothafuckin' pistol