This is a song about "Sober thoughts"

Thoughts are provoking, these thoughts r a commotion

Bury your thoughts, take his head fuck him have at him

Metaphor, chilling with better whores

Maybe i'm lost no need for bad thoughts

If i give you a flask of these metaphorics raps, you'll never get sober

Well look, if you don't talk, i mean these sessions are going to go slower

I'm a homer, never sober

Its four now, the clubs over

There’s niggas dying everyday but we don’t make the news

Sober up and i'm in narnia without any shoes

And of course, my car's off course

A lone man/misguided thoughts...

Oooo your booty so thick behind them juicy ass lips

Watching me sober cautiously, leftover blood drips an drips

Speed up, patience, please cause

I'm lost in my inner thoughts,