This is a song about "Tea and coffee"

That flies me to places, with spaceships, that don't need money

Hipster revolutionaries sittin' with coffee, equality,

To understand your ways, inexperienced back in the days

This ain't yo cup of tea get out my fuckin face

Make it large sized and my drink a sweet tea

Look it something they can't ever see

I'm over the fact, that i'm not your cup of tea,

Just sit back and relax and take it easy

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

You saying you want coffee

Spit hot enough to make the tea steam and the kettle hotter

Not only with my hand, but with a black revolver

I kill me just like you from the back you'll see

I got crunk off a straight black coffee