This is a song about "Good to be an alcoholic"

Both: we both love our moms, women with grown women needs

Use to be sectioned off now we back and got the good seats

Another basic bitch, an alcoholic, they're typical,

When i talk about money all you see is the struggle

Nah, niggas they dont wanna let me win

I feel like an alcoholic, no more gin

I’m first class on my trip trip

Away from bein an alcoholic,

I could get to be an influence, just hasn't happened yet

Then it bunny hopped off my shoulder, now my conscience dead

And he, what's his name, earl

Feels good to be ya only girl

Shawty my bait, she say she never scared

All the good things do come to an end