This is a song about "The ulimate cask"

You are always there when i slip up i just don't care never really learned

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

Stop blowing up my cellphone

Choked the one on the throne

I sell hot peas and butter, don't want to see you suffer

Put the lotion on the skin, in the acid, in the gutter,

P stand for pacqiauo nigga

I bring the heat like the

I'm the client you're the broker/

She got mad i leaned over, i'm nursing her

So even though you overcame doubt and ya livin' ain't bad

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

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

If he don't show up, think i can take his place

The more battles the better the flows

Big homie hov said i am close