This is a song about "Lucas keller"

Than drank that wine which is ex water,

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

Flipping im outta my mind tripping on acid and wine,

My world a little darker, like a fuckin' tan line

Tied up no squeaks fed em for weeks in the cement cellar," heather i'm steve

Two middle fingers for the police if a nigga get killed no rat no cheese

Miley cyrus, the grammy awards, helen keller, a cucumber?

And so the muscle flow is something you can't get no muzzel for

My philosophy is rocks and weed, a partna lean, the glock will squeeze

Tied up no squeaks fed em for weeks in the cement cellar," heather i'm steve

And i'm not just saying that cause i drank a whole box of wine

You cooking pork anyway, i ain't into to swine

She said she want it now, well girl it's hammer time

Looked back in time, saw all the pain next to mommas wine

Possessor of nukes down in my cellar

Hundred running they ain't finna slow down never