This is a song about "Shots of rum"

Can't see his son shine like the four tops

Burning hot shots rippin through blocks

I'll arrive in disguise and misfire shots

For multiple years, witness peers catch gunshots

Car seats got screens in them

While im sippin on rum

Takin shots swear is like my stomachs made of teflon

And the dirty ladera, i can't forget where i came from

Grabbing control of your brain mentally insane with the shots

See my team has hella cars, i got a couple knots

Slangin' rocks with your glocks put this tape in your box

Now the cleanest shots dreaming not of angel rocks

And it ain't no problem

Soaked with pitchers of rum

On top of saturn, i'm sending shots from my rocket blaster

I used to fiend for your sister, but never went up in her