This is a song about "Vodka"

And shoot off with vodka after whole bottles,

Here i go again, searching for love

A start of a new form of saga, drunk even before i touched my vodka

Turns on some cold water and blocks it, she layed in the tub with the

Im chugging vodka in the hotel plaza,

Santana, zeke the kufi poppa

That's equivalent, to the poison in a cigarette

Or was it the effect of vodka running trough your head

Gettin vodka from los vegas,

Let me teach you all the sounds of love

Vodka and soda, pineapple and patron

Make them more insecure when they caught one