This is a song about "Sippin on some"

Cause, when i talk they don't just watch

They saw me sippin' on that cornstarch/

Blowing bands in that strip club, count it up in your down time

Sippin on that high class bottle of that fine red wine

Ever since my daddy left

Come on have some respect

And it ain't no problem

While im sippin on rum

Or let the mob handle that

On some bonnie and clyde shit

By the water, au revoir to my audience

Sippin' lean, crack on triple beams, now i'm doin' things,

Scoopin up all the loot while im sippin on some matzah ball soup

And if it's in your possession then follow the directions my dude

Champaign by your tub, rose pedals as she walk, you know the floor don't need to see you

I'm a regular guy i'm like some of you. jus wanna be sippin on a brew