This is a song about "Alcohol"

Young money, d-town's all star

That hands you weed and alcohol

They ain't hard, swear to god, these niggas ain't real at all

Let's sweat out this alcohol, bet i'm about to ball

Drinking alcohol until, i pass out

I don't know what you heard about

I decided to boss up, life's a bitch and i court her

Throw some salt and alcohol on that wound to make it safer

I don't lean to alcohol yeah my life was bad and all.

Smack 'em out the park, delete their number, that's my last call

A sub-par rapper who gets prosts drunk on cheap alcohol

Flow retarded, i need to wipe the slob off of every bar