This is a song about "Fetal alcohol syndrome"

I'm feeling like the realest little nigga in this business

You downs-syndrome syphilitic bitch- you should have feared my viciousness

You can't do this you can't just go out and create a race of people.

He's pregnant with wealth as his fetal but more hesitation could turn lethal

When they hear me rocking the groove

Alcohol helps me get loose

Now most of us be rootin' for this evil

Malcolm sex has got sluts in the fetal

The hotels we staying in twelve star

This is last call, for that alcohol

Drinking alcohol until, i pass out

Put a g spot on a 8 cloud

So both of our imaginations are creations of the fucking situation

Or ethanol intoxication, alcohol rules this flawed nation

We going weed, women and some alcohol

When i step up out the maserati car