This is a song about "Crack a bottle"

Ponder, just grow a fondness for a bottle of open barnacles

I'm out bk with these fast girls and all my cash good i miss slow bucks

So i bet him till he's dead with a bottle of rum

And isaiah say one day your time will come

Neck a bottle, i become devil sent/

Riding with the chopper, like it's my friend

A bottle of tylenol and nyquil, wallow in sorrow, and spit it,

In some fucking yellow skinnies looking like a fucking faggot

Or medicine in a green bottle

They just need convincing like malcolm little

And her mind is amazing, different kind of connection

So i can drown my sorrows with a bottle of gin

Drowning my sorrows in a cheap bottle of liquor

So i told her i got something you've been waiting for