This is a song about "Drunk"

Every time i get drunk i'm never drunk enough

I've got a paper plane, it's propelling my buzz

Homie popped up with about twenty bags and

The girl gets home kinda late because she's drunk

Liberace, john gotti, at the same damn time

Drunk in love,grab a chair drinking wine

Get high,get drunk and repeat the cycle,

Never seen you as lyrical

I'm a gentlemen women tell me my wisdom is different

Being hit by the strays came after the fact,we were so drunk,

Slurring my words mom knows i'm drunk

Spend the night with me, we'll talk and

I'm tall, dark, skinny, my ears are big as fuck

It's like a drunk call no matter who i call up

I got the idea from a letter that the shit wrote

You have it easy, getting drunk and blowing some smoke