This is a song about "Space alcohol"

So these bars not mine, nigga it's yours

We drink alcohol while them strippers show tush

Goin’ for the grips every day ’til the grave

Remmember i'm jade not a waist of space

Weekend trippin to wherever, only heaven is far

Got 'em dropping drawls on my balls after shots of alcohol

Where i'm from, if you ever seen what i seen

We drinking alcohol amounts to kerosene

This the hardest shit you've heard from la this far

We going weed, women and some alcohol

Hear these critics talking now, when i see'em open face

Colosseum cell bars, 2 men enter no space

Words sharp like a jerry rice curl route

Drinking alcohol until, i pass out