This is a song about "Vodka and crack"

When i cock the beam back, i'm aiming for supreme hats

That it snaps fast and the backlash will crack backs

Fire lit, diffuse the wick, mixed with vodka and gin,

Apprehend a couple men, triple six is fuckin' sin

Or maybe i'll just watch us distribute drugs and lace the crack,

Over the edge, yeah i hide in a potato sack

Now i'm shinin in the broad, day-light - go figure

Cause i know vodka and juice make a hell of a mixture,

But i ate the whole plate like a fat bitch dinner

Cause i know vodka and juice make a hell of a mixture,

And with no discussion i'm rushing straight to the vodka

I ain't gotta tell you they know about me, huh

With rappers, crack and gats in hand, send drones to pakistan,

Try to protect the neck, i ? from ya boo thang

10 million off of mixtapes before i drop a single

Your voice sounds like you’re always on the crack and crystal,