This is a song about "Water bottle blues"

Citing blues jives as their night's dampen

What up girl, tell me how you been

Got her the bently coup, she call that old news

Dark side of town, baby mama blues

Give it back with a sensitive mouth and some hard knees

Drinking bottle after bottle erasing bad memories

And i don’t gotta front, i play these niggas like a wisdom tooth

Twisted lyrics by these critics, and i'm playing my blues

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

See it's effortless, these niggas can't step up in my shoes

Just to let you know, you are

I refresh myself with water

I’m smoother than alopecia skin

Just coming out of church whistling a blues hymn,

That's taken a blood bath in slaughter water/

I feel like deaths around the corner