This is a song about "Bottle"

That's why i never claimed i was the best

Neck a bottle, i become devil sent/

I'm throwing them rocks back, with the fury of bullets

So i'm sittin' in the dark with a bottle of pills

So i bet him till he's dead with a bottle of rum

The people scared of annihilation when kingdom come

You smell that? that's the odor of success bitch

Fighting with a bottle and a dirty syringe

Keep it real as penitentiary steelthis ain't no freestyle battle

I'm no rolemodel, but when your empty in need of another bottle,

James got home all alone with a bottle of patron.

And thinkin 'bout it, i'm goin and gettin another one

Or medicine in a green bottle

I’m polamalu, 600 the newest model

But fuck that i gotta bottle opener

I've been so thorough, that's what i boast for