This is a song about "The ulimate cask"

Lay back, i got some money to make, motherfucker

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

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

If that, the rest of you niggas get lapped, i sit back

We have nothing in common

The bigger the the fun

But if so, i'll take the scorn, indeed happily

The good comes with the bad, the bad with the ugly

I ain’t gotta lie, they know i’m the truth

And the thirst, just the worst, it's the curse of the juice!

But you never come when you period is five days

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