This is a song about "Alcohol"

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

Drawers by bad broads whenever the curtains call

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

I'm tellen you one day these suckers gotta fall

That hands you weed and alcohol

And could i be a star

Drinking alcohol until, i pass out

Bein' a woman, a black woman at that, no doubt

And i got a girlfriend so i'm a keep lying until the verse end, fin

I was thirsty for that alcohol, what really killed me was temptation.

Probably fuck up your budget, yea, i’m playing with numbers

All the alcohol abuse just made dad's anger issues worse

Gas women then return ‘em like a rental car

We going weed, women and some alcohol

Just blink twice and i’m there where you are

This is last call, for that alcohol