This is a song about "Promethazine sipping"

I’m at the party sipping on bacardi

High heel wearer, hell of a body

But she sure can get you high if the coke let her

Sipping on that quarter oj, ice and water

Get it popping like some kernels sipping syrup blowing circles

My newest motto to use a condom with newest models

Sipping all sorts of devilish juice

Or 5'2" hoopers in light shoes

But most times darling the sequel sucks

Packing blunts, sipping lean in sty cups

Chips ahoy, vanilla cola, sipping syrup slow

I don't got no time to call, hope that you ain't mad though

That you allow me to work it 'til you know what your actual worth means

They're busy bees, sipping tea while chillin' in their silky sheets