This is a song about "Old english 40 s"

So while she up in vip pourin' merlot in the glass

He was very clever in english science and math

My g"s have been handcuffed,

Clap two times if you drunk

I wake up at the slightest peep, and my sheets are 3 feet deepi guess it's hard for you to see

Made logically because he came outta school failing english, maths and biology

I be staying at the roosevelt more than marilyn goes

Drinkin' 40's, whippin' shit, and talkin' shit, their overtones,

Bonded with the children of zion, my mind is s-s-s-so divine.

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

Spread the word and witness, he rose on the first sunday

I hated school till i realised english had poetry,

Welcome to the dirty south,we don't have 40's it's a 30 ounce

Your bitch suck a dick while another nigga pounds