This is a song about "Drink bleach"

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

You don't drink, more for me

I got my drink, i got my music

Killing these niggas off quick

Cunt, you drink like you have gills

Worth a couple bills

You too young and you don't know what i'm fightin' for

If you wanna drink, drink bottled water

Cause right now i got my little boy crying

Drink this , it keeps you flying

And all the girls we knew that screamed fuck you going let me then

So bitch shut up so i can drink again, i gotta drink again

I remember tripping, walking through the set like my glock don’t think

With another, little fucker who's had way too much to drink?