This is a song about "Water bottle blues"

Soul music in the air nothing but blues

Magazines who at times seem to misuse

I function with you and you flaunt your pistol

Or medicine in a green bottle

You gotta pay attention in order to pay dues

Even when i try to watch the news, and play the smoking blues

Drinkin ciroc out of the bottle

This shit just look like a novel

Good love then i can do that for her

I refresh myself with water

Looking for the answers at the bottom of a bottle

Sex is just a weapon, i can leave you wet from this pistol

Jt: i'mma be the syrup, she can be my waffle

Pops gave me the juice now im killing the bottle

Hating on my team until they see we won't lose

Fuckin' up my prestige, till i live with the blues