This is a song about "Drunk attack"

My fame's no mistakesince the deal

I'm drunk so satan take the fucking wheel

Unload the click-clack to ya fit cap

Bout to get sacked with my exact attack

So as soon as i hear y'al on some real pro black

Blood stained rhymes cause a frantic panic attack//

I had the british shows talkin bout bring him back

Lpog's on the attack, and just know that we attack

Feel my wrath of attack

And daddy's in the cadillac

Challenge me hard and do your attack

You, you, you have to pay for that

Make a mess outta tracks, got my hat back

Stumble on back before i attack

I'll come around and sneak attack

And there's no way i can pay you back