This is a song about "Pool full of liquor"

Full of this unbridled passion

Catch you up on places i've been

Like a line full of hoes

Fuck niggas we dont fuck with those

She don't even need a job, got one anyways

Someday, i'll be swimming in a pool of praise/

Now i'm back on my grizzle, a plethora of strippers

Tippin back the hardest liquor with the speed of pullin triggers

So far you nasty, ff-fuck you call that

Everything is just full of shit.

Of the picture punchline figured out, ahh i get you

Sacrifice life in a pool of blood of my own stew,

Like a line full of hoes

Live from the lamont's rose

I see yesterday i called you names, and played games on yo' mind

Could just twerk about, could play some pool, might move in the direction of christ