This is a song about "I need a drink"

We should fuck each others mothers

Think i need a new purse

I get my paper, y'all just hate

But i didn't need a crusade.

I smoke mad blunts and drink a lot

We dig the plot and never bury pot

Now you speaking my language

I need a 17 bra manage

So sick i made dr. pepper a leper by taking a sip of his favorite drink

When i pulled up in that bentleytold y’all i was gangster, still somethin’ like a pimp

See, where i come from is hard

But i need a new start

They'll have to rename this one

Understand i dont need a weapon

Only her and i knownow i'm sitten' in tha state pen

So bitch shut up so i can drink again, i gotta drink again