This is a song about "Drunk people"

Buy a chick a new bag when she taste good

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

I'm drunk so satan take the fucking wheel

But still homey keep it real, how does it feel

For a decade, i've been drunk in this state,

Our vision never changed, we self made

All the possessions you possess, and they can't keep your spirit full

Thy throw dough in unsportsmanlike manner, drunk and obscure

Now i know a lotta styles, some see

When mom && dad got drunk, daddy abused mommy

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

I think that i must be drunk

Attention is a must

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

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