This is a song about "Effect"

Or was it the effect of vodka running trough your head

You know they at home watching lifetime or on the internet

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

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

Or was it the effect of vodka running trough your head

My d & p frizest, they haven't seen the streets yet

I come back 100 percent, full effect

Box logo on my muthafuckin' chest

Keep her there, so nobody can wonder where her face went

Mislead, zombie effect, redirect to the clinic to be checked,

And the mass of my tec will cause massive effect

We can’t even talk ‘less you got the check

All fifty seein visions of me shot in the chestcouldn't rest, nah nigga i was stressed

Because the possibility of me losing jodi was in full effect.

Hungry like the nigga who ain't got the taste of fame yet

Or was it the effect of vodka running trough your head