This is a song about "Fine wine"

Cuz damn that boys mighty fine

I'm running out of time

Selling cane, getting brain, at the same damn time

Flipping im outta my mind tripping on acid and wine,

I ain't sayin' namesthey say the tape was really mine

Fine girls with fine asses sipping on some nice wine

On my twitter writing raps, at the same damn time

Flying fine ese, here's wine as dressing time divine

I've turned out almost fine,

Me love you long time

Nigga watch how i wine and design you

Wanna know what i been through, what you into

I don't shop in the public, ain't finna wait in line

Pretty mamacita is looking so fine,

I say i got it from grinding, perfect timing

They'll get the prize, a bottle of wine 'n' fine dining