This is a song about "Hate being sober"

Its four now, the clubs over

I'm a homer, never sober

But i'm from jers' and we don't play that shitfrom the clare down to north bricks, all my niggas flipping chips

Everybody judge you for being something, never can get free from the hate and violence

Fast forward spillin' drinks on her fur

I spend all my cash so im never sober

But when he's sober bet his bars still burn like sniffing cinnamon

Grab your bulletproof vest niggacause its gonna be a long one

Had to teach the bitch manners, now i gotta learn her

Hatred, drugs, hey no one can live there life sober

If i give you a flask of these metaphorics raps, you'll never get sober

Well look, if you don't talk, i mean these sessions are going to go slower

Wrote this sober, wrong state of mind

Good help is hard to find

I just embrace it and take it in within my essence

Watching me sober cautiously, leftover blood drips an drips