This is a song about "Pour"

Sippy cup full of whip creamed hot chocolate

Try to go on tour and pour this shit

I wanted the money and never the fame

Grab a glass baby, lemme pour the champagne/

Cause i pour blood and tears into the lyrics that i write

Harder niggas try to hate me, they be lovin’ this side

Have they all forgot who made this golf shit hot again

Now i'm kept untamed, blood pour out leave a blood stain

I read about napoleon hill and try to know god

Bend her over, pour it out,thats a teapot

Of being pour with no ambitions, house the size of a kitchen.

With a tear they try to tell me but i never listen

Pour gasoline on her purse, yeah the bleached nurse

You fail at life, i'll mug your teachers

Ain't nothing changed since the sadder day, dig

Doing all these drugs, pour it up, smoke that chronic