This is a song about "Duncan murray"

Y'all can keep all the trophies get at kim and i'm fine

Flipping im outta my mind tripping on acid and wine,

Fine girls with fine asses sipping on some nice wine

I'm stressed anyway, need it for vacation time

And he ain’t even gotta look at coke to even hold a brick

With a staggerin' pack of cocaine in the sack of my dick

The fluid on my eye falling while i do the rhyme

My bars are magical like jesus turnin water to wine

Skies are black, clouds are red

Probably die getting some head

Treats mum like shit splattered on a brick

So drop the slam and let's get sick

Third ward general, young cash money

You might as well brick like humpty dumpty

Than drank that wine which is ex water,

I never use a fork i always spoon her