This is a song about "Warm drinks"

Grab your drinks, lets have fun

I'm caged up in state prison

That was the warm up let's me bring out the inner me,

First one to spot you and i ain't telling nobody

He's the part of me that drinks when the days are done.

Never thought that i'd withdraw them with the next woman

Uhh, so why ain't i go to college

Weeds good drinks cold musics loud in this bitch

I said you look like my ex-girlfriend, sister

Of becoming a drug dealer, warm-blooded killer,

Chillin' at the cottage, drinks by the pool

Odd future here to steer you to what the fuck's cool

And there's little to be glad for

He drinks too much coke and speaks with a stutter,

Vertebrae snapped, gats...huh, i swerve em right

Fizzy drinks and gremlins, you know my world's filled with sprite?