This is a song about "Pour up"

Don’t wanna have me then somebody will

And if i pour some alize in my cereal,

To pour lava on your own mama and snap your thin throats

Now son is the only onegrows up in adoption homes

Then dipping with the fucking pen to go sin again

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

Lyrical pictures, they used to have a windowless vision

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

We never tattle, let god handle that

Try to go on tour and pour this shit

Ask me what i'm drinking pour it up

Fuck a cold sore, getcha getcha own cup

Try and pull me over, i will not stop

Bend her over, pour it out,thats a teapot