This is a song about "Keep drinking till im outta control"

Im around fakes so i just kept it all in and started drinking,

Listen, uno papi chulo bout to show you what you been missing

Keep going till i get my fill

For real, a nigga ill

The fluid on my eye falling while i do the rhyme

Flipping im outta my mind tripping on acid and wine,

So, suicide i perceive, before i slide on that ring

Im trying to get outta here man im really trying

And i have to say that music keeps me here, by far, the main thing

I tell her to cop it and keep on going i aint stopping till im blowing

I'll be outta cum before im twenty eight

I’m letting all my niggas grab a plate

Keep gnash on your teeth till it crash

Private plane tsa can kiss my ass

Couldn't keep reality, yet kept drinking.

There'd still be niggas out killing