This is a song about "Wine"

On the phone, cooking dope, at the same damn time

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

Die young, corpse identified by your parents

Private flights, finest wine, broads, fame, chains, diamonds,

Too busy trying to dig a hole in your jeansnow it seems, it's check out time

Two ties and a loss, this is my time to shine, confidence combined with fine wine.

Can't keep up, get your liters in order

Than drank that wine which is ex water,

Bitches suck ma dik like wine

Let me put my funk on this one time

Flipping im outta my mind tripping on acid and wine,

It took time -- but finally the cash was mine

On the sofa, poppin' bottles, at the same damn time

She #drove me like a race won, i #run #over, with some red wine

All the women say my name, at the same damn time

And i'm not just saying that cause i drank a whole box of wine