This is a song about "Pass out and drunk"

I was watching, remote pleaseniggas want what they can't have

I already have my pencil out for the test ready to pass

Shorty been fly forever, these bitch's parachutes broke

You have it easy, getting drunk and blowing some smoke

A blast from the past stuck fuckin fiddlin with ritalin till out i pass.

So while i hold this bottle of ciroc with a hand full of ass

I'm acting brand new, let me check my schedule

Thy throw dough in unsportsmanlike manner, drunk and obscure

She sing, model, and dance, but can't sit still

And i pass out on the fuckin' window sill

I dont need no chains with no cross to know that i’m blessed

And i'm prolly drunk driving crying where the fuck 5th went

Me and billy got drunk, and shit, we really got into it,

It's hard to live out atlanta with out makin' this a habit

Get high,get drunk and repeat the cycle,

If they startcuz it's all about survival