This is a song about "Drunk battle"

Making g's was my missionmoving enough of this shit to get my mama out the kitchen and

No other way to describe the punks who got no aspirations other than getting drunk

Get high,get drunk and repeat the cycle,

If they startcuz it's all about survival

If you're gonna come to battle,

She caught up in my love triangle

I'll push this fucking pregnant clown into a hydrant stuck in the ground

I will bittle battle bittle battle bittle battle to any sound

Rap is a religious battle,

Be the ocean, where i unravel

Slurring my words mom knows i'm drunk

About disaster in the world and

And you all will respect that

My mom was too drunk and exhausted

Stone cold been drunk on the this love bender

Stir up all these feelings inside of her