This is a song about "Effect"

Then it bunny hopped off my shoulder, now my conscience dead

Or was it the effect of vodka running trough your head

Dropped side effect, wrecked, broken.

Miami nights, ain't another one

You told me life would never, ever, ever get this perfect

Made of rubber cement, so anything you present has no effect,

Doppler, effect is distortion of the sound

Suckas is talking like i ain't still around

Straight bad bitches i run, through

Dont let it effect you

Half your body laying on my chest

Add the water, let that co2 take effect

And they label me king... you can come and take it back

Have the same effect as a deadly disease stat

The birds i knew flip birds

This the same effect and less words