This is a song about "Getting hit with a vodka bottle"

Fire lit, diffuse the wick, mixed with vodka and gin,

I can't take a big l, my city needs me, i gotta win

Messing with love hit a new girl

And he, what's his name, earl

Thats why sometimes i smoke and hit the bottle

I’m polamalu, 600 the newest model

Doin what i want, light a blunt mix it with a bottle of gin,

Now you can feel itit's a potion for my niggas in motion

If you try to hang with me you should finally truly see

With an uppercut and hit me with a basket of laundry

Getting hit with 1000 bolts

Live from the lamont's rose

Or medicine in a green bottle

I'm mental, it's instrumental

We pray while we prey on competition

So i can drown my sorrows with a bottle of gin