This is a song about "Goin full throttle and drinkin out the bottle"

I'm mental, it's instrumental

Yeah im goin at it full throttle,

I wake up at the slightest peep, and my sheets are 3 feet deepi guess it's hard for you to see

U ain't got the mettle to battle me this is rhyming at full throttle i spit like crazy

I'm tryna follow money, she tryna fall in love

Gamblin', drinkin', havin' fun and bang girls in the anus

I spun the bottle, only to slam the throttle

My jobs quite hard but see all of its mental

Crippled and waddling full throttle i'm toppling and vomiting

Me i'm like a young simba i can't wait to be the king

Now all he does these days is sell beats and drink the whole bottle

Odd future is children that's fucked up in they mental