This is a song about "Drunk trying to rap"

So drunk, gun to my head pulling the trigger

I'll touch slap her, dap her, plus clap her

Be careful, they want us to stay drunk and high!

I can make the clouds jealous nigga i am that fly

My effort is contagious, so check this boa shit

Lifes got me drunk so someone please hand me something to chase it

Get drunk and wobble to nearest house full of waffles,

And you ain't gettin' it, 'til you start payin' jewels

I give you that massage, good hygiene is required i don't want no dirty junk

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

That's gon' make it hard to smile in the futurebut through whatever you see

Trying to rise to my streak i'll kick you off the ladder,in this rap battle you'll be

Cause i ain't worriedeyes blurry

Trying to catch me riding dirty

Seating in front of ma pc trying to write a rap

Thats the end of my speech, i'm a need you to clap