This is a song about "Alcohol"

We going weed, women and some alcohol

We be in the party like we own that bar

We can count the stars on the hood in your father's car

Yeah i know, but i never had no problem with alcohol

Baby, you know who you are

This is last call, for that alcohol

Dirty rotten nigger picked it from a cotton gin

Lost in the world of alcohol it was her motivation

But still i was a bad-kid who did alcohol and drugs.

Can we take shots? what's your flavor? flat drinks we call a cups

Niggas die over shoes

Alcohol helps me get loose

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

Drawers by bad broads whenever the curtains call

We going weed, women and some alcohol

Then i blow, i’ma close out the par