This is a song about "Negative affects of alcohol"

I spit that garden of game, look at the hoes on him

Lost in the world of alcohol it was her motivation

I got six clips to the fuckin' duct tape

Affects not us but the guardians fate

I don’t care where ya are

That hands you weed and alcohol

Let you niggas know milita my gang, mcn if you was thinkin’ it’s a game

Only hall of fame i be inducted in is the alcohol of fame

And maybe one day his kids, something that he'll live for

It's all what you make of it, see how shit affects the future?

And where we've come and how we still have to go really far

Yeah i know, but i never had no problem with alcohol

I'm furious that niggas be negative bout my lyrics

And if you disagree, suck a couple pimple-covered dicks

Let go of the negative through spirit fission

I guess i'm leftwich cause i still get to win