This is a song about "Wine house"

You can't solve all your problems with some weed and wine

Looking at the sky, hoping a light would shine

She prefer the dutty wine

Promise me you won't step out of line

Went to sleep at seven never woke up from the dream

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

From the projects to the penthouse

Dreamin big wanna have nice cars big house

Remember when i used to call you on your phone line

Sippin on that high class bottle of that fine red wine

Y'all can keep all the trophies get at kim and i'm fine

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

Bitches suck ma dik like wine

She take two man one time

Check my bank account, got racks on racks

Barley-wine brews and broiling brats