This ain’t cocaine rap, this propane rap/
But I know that she's hoping that/
I would take her to the bathroom holding a bag/
To open her nose shes blowing yack/
Hundred dollar bill, she's rolling that/
never seen a Benjamin in a scroll like that/
No holding back, inhale from the rail/
Made her insecurities go floating past/
Frozen fast, facial numb/
Thumb to her nose or nasal run/
wanna dance on a table, fame in the club/
With the champagne bottle, raisin it up/
In the flashing lights everlasting white/
Take a bump she appreciate the passing night/
Make a move to a new club, cabbing right?/
Till its time for a line, what a happy life/
What a happy life, shes laughing right?/
Till it all falls down in a crashing flight/
whole entire life go passing right/
in front of her nose, actually right?/
Anyway many say be mad at me/
'Cuz I bounced when I saw that she had to pee/
Every 5 min to get it in casually/
What I look like? Na Not a dad to me/
Nor a chaperon, go to the back to bone/
But won't take her to the back if she ask for blow/
But Ill take her to the back if she ask to blow/
Till I say its a rap like a casserole/
But didn't happen though, wouldn't Mackenrow/
Wouldn't play with my balls so she had to go/
Unless I put a little yack on my sack to blow/
then she on her knees quick coming back for mo/
I told a bitch jump ship like Dicaprio/
I don't need that shit, you believe that shit/
No pride but know why she need that shit/
For a satisfied life... Go to rehab bitch/

Go to rehab bitch/
You don't need that shit/
Coke in your nose you don't need that fix/
What you gonna do when you Relapse bitch/