This is a song about "Getting a buzz off of nothing"

Foamposite max like i'm out of wake forest

Hit that ball deep with nothing but a flick... of the wrist.

So i can write about my life of sina couple bottles of gin

Attention attention, theres a way of getting to first position,

Ho, slut, no love, turn beef to cold cuts

And drinking cheap beer with no buzz, out of old cups

Like we were the bees of the buzz

Then the blood drip on the floor poison pieces

Left my uncle in prison for 15 years no one paid

Like taking off a sheer hundred pounds of nothing but weight,

Im controlling the air, like a gentry decision

Ya nothing but a bitch, step outside of the kitchen

Getting these bitches from one push of a button

So just let me get it, girlwhen it's all said and done

Sipping moscato with models having exotic dishes

Holy shit! not to forget my black lungs, it feels like pile of buzz//