This is a song about "Whiskey"

On they car note to go to the club

Drinkin whiskey throw it up

With a rosa parks state of mind, i don't give a fuck

See, sometimes we all need a little whiskey in our cup

Eyes closed, drinking whiskey, let the car drive

Call the network dipset family ties

Easily leo da vinci when i piece in a picture

I be simply sippin whiskey tipsy from the fuckin liqueur

I'm not saying i'm going to change the world

That whiskey sour, taste like rick howard/

Left still while this blizzard blows my whiskey scent

Cause i was never hesitant to represent

Let you niggas know milita my gang, mcn if you was thinkin’ it’s a game

Nothing would change because of this whiskey that forces it to stay the same

When bret hart meet brett farve

Whiskey cigars and fast cars?