This is a song about "Drinking and smoking and spitting lyrics and it s not a life sentence"

So, suicide i perceive, before i slide on that ring

So much wasted time with snorting smoking and drinking

So if he die, and came back, would he try to save rap

And i'm not about to let my lyrics become flat

Got a nigga seein things

And avoided that sentence

And you feel the suspense on my every sentence

Bout some, but never put out the stout guns

And i'm not about to let my lyrics become flat

I ride with them boys in the middle of the map

Slanging and drinking beer.....

I ain't hear you clear

Getting hype to nirvana drinking guava and java,

Play me for a stepping stone then, i land mine, huh