This is a song about "Pour up"

No one knows my struggle, they only see the trouble

And if i pour some alize in my cereal,

Where my soldiers at, no longer drug dealers

Pour gasoline on her purse, yeah the bleached nurse

I just step up in the club pour it up on a bad bitch that be wearing thong.

In fly modei'm a homicidal outlawand five-o, get your lights on, fight long

Driver drop me off at dulles im headed to some money

Keep coolin', pour wine and dine all these dimes i see

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

That's why rappers is actors trying to dabble in clothes

We're young and we don't give a fuck

Pour amaretto and get fucked up,

Had a poor man swag now it’s priced right

Pour liquors if you wanna reach these height

I gotta know if it's real or not

Bend her over, pour it out,thats a teapot