This is a song about "Drinking b"

And you ain't bothered a bit now, baby

Rap is music with real substance b

I don't need no props b/

We might be back in this baby

Now i can draw your face up pretty

U about to get murdered b

Hoping that he's listening

Damn she even started drinking

Baby all i do is rap

Drinking roc like its tap

Pissin' on the demons of the earth

Drinking skunky beer underneath the bleachers

Pin drinking sway 2 touch

When my competition ain't much

Emcee m b, remember the name.

They'd rather see us locked in chains, please explain