This is a song about "Eggnog"

Oops, i'm so sorry

You saying you want coffee

Serving rappers on a plate like a top notch meal,

The reason why they had to give me a deal

I'm the nigga with the juice

Niggas couldn't fill my shoes

I wanna chill on sugar hill baby

Paralyzed to the feeling, all the hate i see

And some strawberries and some chocolate

I'm back on my sixty six six shit

Soon as im home, yo, im cookin up a meal

Since the birth of my son, the street life losing appeal

You gotta pay attention in order to pay dues

Wake up in your livin' room, calm, relaxed, gin and juice,