This is a song about "Sorrows around"

Young nigga from the bottom and i never had a way

Cause everyday you be downtown drinking your sorrows away.

Walking on the ground

What goes around comes around

I'm chasing money, not the liquor, y'all ain't even close

Knowing, i can't stop it he's overflowing, hoping his sorrows

Red bottoms y'all and the ass is out

Trying to get out and around

Permanently focused, learning while i'm going

So i can drown my sorrows with a bottle of gin

Stuntin when we out

Cause i ain't playing around

People around you start to clown. drown them in their own sorrows, it's their own

But oh i can’t stay away, not never, your my home, home, home

When i come around i dont fuck around

I like my women soft-spoken but the weed loud