This is a song about "Gin"

The nerve of this prick, he said fuck it you can have her

Kick it, swish it, spit it, grin, sip the gin, and kick quicker,

Yeah, i got the flow that they know is the truth

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

I'll slap the yapping crap out of you, packing macs, crack a gin,

Charlie sheen on them haters, they dont wanna let me win

Statistics say that niggas with no father ain't going to be shit

Hit you with a different gin and, spiritual flow so erratic

Ma gin tissue- u soft. i ,goku, sensed u, sent you off.//

My self esteem was like me, tall and full of flaws

Out in the cotton gin

Visions, dreams of passion

That wasn't bullets, that was copies of bastard, you bitch

Sipping gin an you cringe on an oxy binge

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

Ice and rain, letter, center of attention