This is a song about "I m drunk on your love"

Uptown roamers, and south side riders

J's on my feet, yeah i love designers,

You're so drunk take a nap on your bunk, you’re dealing with stuntman, so be aware

Come on over to the scene, grab a table, let me take a look at that there

This nation's peace sent here to run you

Switch on your bluetooth let me send my love through,

They are still knocking on my door they wanting more, i`m about to got insane

My pistols represent mebust until my rounds emptyback for the street fame

Crunk on that colt 45 drunk feeling funk nah mean

I live by the code: fuck bitches, love queen

, i was drunk bro is just no excuse

One time for the girls with the right shoes

I m gonna fuck u hard and fast like i m in a race

Cause all you got now is too much room space, shoe space

When your getting drunk at the pub im sipping orange juice

But really i'm just caught in the loop, of understanding the truth