This is a song about "Titties and alcohol"

I'm on that good kush and alcohol

You know...you know who you are

Throw some salt and alcohol on that wound to make it safer

Had to teach the bitch manners, now i gotta learn her

Drinking alcohol until, i pass out

Words sharp like a jerry rice curl route

I don't lean to alcohol yeah my life was bad and all.

Drawers by bad broads whenever the curtains call

Once as a slave who imagined being free

She abused drugs, alcohol, and smoked frequently

A nigga thorough, she knew it before i bought her car

Yeah i know, but i never had no problem with alcohol

We going weed, women and some alcohol

The underdog of the underground has come far