This is a song about "Alcohol"

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

Wit’ some killers and everybody know who we are

But when you need a friend you can depend on me, call

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

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

I tell them killers they ain't figure what they fightin' for

It drinkin' us like alcohol

If there’s a shining star

We drinking alcohol amounts to kerosene

I spitting bars the metronome the money machine

In the back seat and it's getting quite loud

Drinking alcohol until, i pass out

This is last call, for that alcohol

Just to let you know, you are

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

A nigga thorough, she knew it before i bought her car