This is a song about "One bottle down"

One day that could all fall down, to gats they hold up on us,

I found myself losing focus at a sunday service

Lady at the frank stand will

Im the main one falling down the hill

While his fiends for cream well exceeded the dream she once lived for

Cause one of us is going down i was born a survivor,

I got my finger on the mothafuckin' pistol

Defeated, beaten by these demons in a bottle

Odd future is children that's fucked up in they mental

I begin to spin the blue bubbly bottle

And even then there's a dark place that no one knows down there.

They be on that water here, put a couple in the air

And you ain't bothered a bit now, baby

Would u love me more if i got down on one knee

On tours, we straight making sure lawyer fees paid

But the meg count's off half down to one twenty eight