This is a song about "Hot coffee"

I gotta know if it's real or not

Hot, hot, hot! strange, old ain't hot.

Heavy weed smoker, get ounces for free

I got crunk off a straight black coffee

Phone in his hand, coffee in his spleen.

Caged, and the wonder is seen

That's all i got

I though i was red hot

I'm falling from god and it's hot

Well man i do the yacht

Still strong like coffee at the five a.m.

This the land of the white man

Drugs are a blessingto someone with no breakfast, damnit’s so hard being exited, out

Gets him his coffee? thats nothing to proud about thats nothing to be loud about

Cause why smoke weed when you can drink black coffee?

Knowing you can no longer party