This is a song about "Sippin gin"

I ain't bitter my nigga, i respect your position

Fire lit, diffuse the wick, mixed with vodka and gin,

Just think of all the people that you knew in the past

This gin, till i drink this, yep this shit's gonna last

I would gasol you niggas, but i'm in no position

Dirty rotten nigger picked it from a cotton gin

Champagne sippin gettin back from downtown

I done seen a nigga drop find god and skip town

It gettin chilly back in philly so i grabbed me the gin/

Nina on my femur is cocked ready for action

Fire lit, diffuse the wick, mixed with vodka and gin,

Snorin' in the bed with blankets cause my head spin

I know that love it could begin

Out in the cotton gin

Forever in debt to the lord for he's given

So i can drown my sorrows with a bottle of gin