This is a song about "Iced coffee"

Kids will black outsome cracked out hit the pen max outcome home and blow a back out

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

That flies me to places, with spaceships, that don't need money

Hipster revolutionaries sittin' with coffee, equality,

I can say ghettoest ‘cause i come from where metal spit

Iced rims, custom ish, sounding like a fatter whip

Coffee brown as the bosom i flew in on

Lip balm she's some nun bitch from st. john

You saying you want coffee

Wanna see you work your body

I got crunk off a straight black coffee

Sorry, that’s just part of my hobby

Game over to a federals addict to coffee i must say

And i promised myself i wouldn't tell you this shit today