This is a song about "Alcohol"

My paper long, yep, you left alone, you gets no fucks

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

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

Shall increase when we meet up in this dark placeyou might think you're happy with him

This is last call, for that alcohol

Then i blow, i’ma close out the par

She abused drugs, alcohol, and smoked frequently

But if you took a second mr. mirror, you would see

We drinking alcohol amounts to kerosene

Got a pocket full of cream, my moccasin's clean

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

And to stop at that point, you gotta be on alcohol

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

Raquel treat me like my father like a fucking stranger