This is a song about "Have a sip"

I'm the head coach of the team

And i sip on the lean

I like the way you talk ya game we mite be one and the same

That he can't obtain. like a black man in campaigne, sip champagne,

Eighty percent of kids are listening to y'all shit

Won’t pop another pill, can’t drink another sip

I sip malice, from a gold chalice, sittin' smokin' in the rabbit hole with alice.

And i'm the same, on e'erything i love, or everything i love

Celebratin', pop a cork sip that smooth champagne

Thoughts, cause you're an outsider tryna get in brain

Then the gun shot, but i wasn't hit

The swerve gets worse the more i sip

Bamas surprised, deprived from attention

Sip and then another sip til your sinking deep in.