This is a song about "She s like a message in a bottle"

Weed they can't fuck with, i'm puffin a.c. green

Seems like there s a killer on the scene

A bottle of tylenol and nyquil, wallow in sorrow, and spit it,

Homie will never love her, although he'll probably have a fit

I leave with a message in just a few seconds to lessen

I like it cause she a ten, but she say i'm the one

Maxi pad, leave the beat brown like rihanna lips

So i'm sittin' in the dark with a bottle of pills

Your photo is delivering a massive message it says that you can't even rap in the rap battles

That's why in every line i just clever rhyme and every time i fit in syllables,

Alias, mussolinimentally unstable, "g" status

Your career are over like mary j bilge in rock of a-g-e-s

Fighting with a bottle and a dirty syringe

But i'mma cut through the line to get outta this bitch