This is a song about "Liquor"

Just seen another brother buried plus i knew him for years

Tippin back the hardest liquor with the speed of pullin triggers

And shorty, you straight, bet you look way better without no drawers

Some go to country clubs, while others grub, drown at liquor stores,

Not to keep going for me but for the liquor

And i'm not bragging, i'mma be in her

Than the kid that hit quicker than shots of hard liquor

{*both*} but first lemme, lemme, lemme talk to her

And mack maine rap, sing and manage, uhit's young moolah baby

Frank miller end page with estranged shanked liquor but still he

Off this liquor with a stripper

Just to let you know, you are

See, i like the person that you are

Stamp no lick her,,tipsy off the liquor,

To the kids holding liquor bottles.

But i guess that shit's just tough love