This is a song about "Jenny bottle"

And these artists don't need me they already rich

Fighting with a bottle and a dirty syringe

Every second tell me how you pressed em at the monte crystal

Now all he does these days is sell beats and drink the whole bottle

I function with you and you flaunt your pistol

I spun the bottle, only to slam the throttle

These hoes thuggin, these nigga's bitches don’t know the difference

So i'm sittin' in the dark with a bottle of pills

You're reaching new heights, and i ain't kiss you just a little

Looking for the answers at the bottom of a bottle

I begin to spin the blue bubbly bottle

To make karma come faster than she normally will

On the dock sittin' while liquor bottle sippin'

Dirty rotten nigger picked it from a cotton gin

Defeated, beaten by these demons in a bottle

That means i wear a suit and bend the truth and feel awful