This is a song about "Drinking from the bottle"

Drinking straight from the keg

Believe me, i'm beyond dead

Annihilatin' those, i'm rakin' but makin' dough

Drinkin from the bottle til they wobble, don't start yo

Because your booty mad thick behind them juicy ass lips

So i'm sittin' in the dark with a bottle of pills

Know it hurts that she flirts with a nigga this is worse

Drinking skunky beer underneath the bleachers

Like drinking the evidence.

So i guess that's where i hide my things

Spent the rest of the afternoon drinking blowing trees

But now i'm pointin the finger at police

Also, this mothafucka got a nine to five

Eyes closed, drinking whiskey, let the car drive

I begin to spin the blue bubbly bottle

Forever i ain't run yet and i never will