This is a song about "Drunk i"

Don’t i talk nasty, she don’t know my government

Check these slow pokes trippin' like they're piss drunk,

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

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

Who the fuck invited mr. i don't give a fuck

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

Fill up the plug, lemme light my blunt

Slurring my words mom knows i'm drunk

Every time i get drunk i'm never drunk enough

My bitch is the type of bitch that niggas wanna cuff

Buzz it, like my very first day in here

I'm drunk so satan take the fucking wheel

With 80 racks in my pocket, nigga i go in all night

I let god drive because i'm too drunk to keep on the right

, i was drunk bro is just no excuse

When they hear me rocking the groove