This is a song about "Drunk raps"

And i'm prolly drunk driving crying where the fuck 5th went

Young strugglersracing the clockain't no telling when it all can end

'cuz y'all don't understand i will not lose

, i was drunk bro is just no excuse

If i don't make that man there dance

And even worse my raps

Fuck around you gon' need a stint at the doctors

So lets get drunk on it's chemical burns

Too drunk to aim, so i might accidentally

Fuck it its mmg, ima cross of def poetry and potent tree

But he was too drunk and high to even care,

Season opener, finna be there

Middle finger missing so i can not give a fuck

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

The day before is better than the present

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