This is a song about "Wine fermentation"

Sippin on that high class bottle of that fine red wine

Went and got two maseratis at the same damn time

Sip some wine, while i combine a kind of gourmet delight

See, my bitch got that attitude to fuck a nigga right

Like wine, leaking down a vagabond's spine

Go inside the mind, you will find the mine

Went to sleep at seven never woke up from the dream

Fresh to death, swallow bleach, wine glass of mr. clean

Selling white, selling mid, at the same damn time

Flying fine ese, here's wine as dressing time divine

Don't press ya luck when i'm pressed for time

Bitches suck ma dik like wine

My bars are magical like jesus turnin water to wine

You cooking pork anyway, i ain't into to swine

Looked back in time, saw all the pain next to mommas wine

Paid homage to the struggle that's before mine