This is a song about "Quench"

Obama's in office, niggas get job like teachers

I'm cursed i cant quench the thirst of being better of with worse

Uh, and how i wish i would've met you first

But i had to do it to quench my thirst

Munching fries... slurping sprite to quench my thirst

Just got up and screamed, fuck the world

I'll calculate another way to quench this thirst i've had

The best journeyacres of land and swimming pools and all that

Try to quench my rhythms

That's why i shine like i does

Maserati’s my birthright car, pass it, i need another hit

Theres this thirst and i cant quench it, with life, i've had a hard friendship