This is a song about "Cup"

When there's still half a cup that needs to go right in,

Gift and a curse, the center of attention

Never acting reckless, with a drink in my cup

I be deeping her up, said the d is a drug

I'm boasting, throwing ton of bucks; my flowing holds a double cup

But she only fuck with boss niggas - lames, you outta luck

And a nose full of chowder, he's choppin' up all the doubters see

Chewing and spitting rhymes like grizzly, spit cup in my hand stiffly,

Open wide, and open up, knock that pussy out like last cup

Backing up, like juvenile biggest fan was a moving truck

And i be good til the fat woman sing a note

I guess you'd probably choke on a cup of coke

But i wear mine on my head, supreme

Catch me with cup full of lean

Screw up the cup, i'm on

Full of shit, like i ate that john