This is a song about "The ulimate cask"

Heyyy! better daysgot me thinkin' 'bout better days

In the coupe with the tec, it's the home of the brave

Stuck in the in the tub,

Without your love it's cold as fuck

The key is the only way

No one knows what to say

You fine as two grapes gettin' stomped out by a giant cask

We fight with these rings with the intention to ever last

Be the lion of the zoo be the glue of the bottle be the air of the world,

And i can't do it anymore, i'm tired of always not being first

The feds introduced the drugs, all the acid, the dope and smack,

Every visit to neimans, i swear don't even see a tag

A criminal grind mean hustle

Im the one waring the mussel,

In the field of the damned, the only sentries are the crows.

Bitch i'm ballin' like i'm comin' off of free throws