This is a song about "Drunk packman"

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

Since napster the sales been crashin' and

Cap heights, 1-2-4, landover, everywhere

But he was too drunk and high to even care,

Let me put my funk on this one time

Drunk in love,grab a chair drinking wine

Slurring my words mom knows i'm drunk

Attention is a must

So lets get drunk on it's chemical burns

Better yet they work my every nerve

Man up girl nigga, i don't give a fuck

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

As if you were drunk, you don't know what you just did

Dear momma don't cry, your baby boy's doin good

Thy throw dough in unsportsmanlike manner, drunk and obscure

Nigga, so high, i gotta modify my schedule