This is a song about "Sewer drain"

Cause i feed you well. every sneaker, hell

Sewer hell, skewered well... flow wet, screw a well

Ambition is my shit and i put that on my name

Spray arrangements made to slay and drain their brains 'til they insane

I drain bottles of mouth wash, i still havnt produced a little cough,

So i'mma push it to the end and take quarters on shots

He was just another kid down the drain, drowning the pain in cocaine.

I like the way you talk ya game we mite be one and the same

I tell them killers they ain't figure what they fightin' for

If we talk your lines, well they stink more than a sewer.

Ignore cus she mad again, then i hit her back again

I sustain my strut, whilst you fall down the drain, in the rain.