Verse 1:
Aching in a way that you can’t conceive
Dumb and dumbfounded cuz you don’t perceive
Know not yourself cuz you don’t believe
Assuming something always up our sleeve
Vision getting blurry as your face turns red
Always fillin’ up with the words unsaid
Waitin and waitin’ for some go-ahead
Simple sugars take the place of bread
Go the other way, it’s a flatter path
Don’t wanna cry, I’d rather laugh
I love yo’ avatar, it’s quite a blast
Like what I got, no need for the stash
Chorus:
In 18 months time, you’ll be full throttle
But I know how to not make it my problem
So be cool, and just throw it in the bottle
Throw it in the bottle
Head in the clouds, that’s my motto
No bigger eye sore than a pothole
No need to see that, throw it in the bottle
Throw it in the bottle
Verse 2:
The bottle knows all, the bottle is wise
As Kendrick put it, bitch don’t steal my vibe
To those who don’t know it’s hard to describe
I’m cool, I’m real, cracka I’m alive
Look at me, I got plenty o’ dough
And I know all the hip places to go
Corn hole, yo’ every single throw
Just spent my $100 at Things that Glow
Damn right I won it, double zero not my bet
Rollin the dice, aint’ done me wrong yet
I’m flying high, every evening spent
Call me Scotty P., no ragrets
Chorus
Verse 3:
I see you over there, you’re a mystery
I love to be amused by what I see
Dice now rollin’ almost constantly
Where this all goes, aint up to me
Two and two make four, or maybe make nine
The bottle reassure, it’ll all be fine
Can’t connect the dots, no straight line
Runnin’ out of space, and runnin’ out of time
Don’t know the source of my latest endeavor
Man made top quality don’t last forever
Hope I have a rock, never to sever
Embarrassed to show what’s under the sweater
Chorus
Like Arabian nights, there’s a genie inside
But this one aint giving you a prize
This one know where your thought collide
This one know where your soul reside
Even the best of rides someday is through
Gotta go back and decide, what to do
Like the matrix, those pills red and blue
Like a child’s game, you got a latter or a chute
Choose latter, tough things you got to do
It’s out with the old, all that through
House destroyed, volcanic ash been spewed
18 months now till you not confused
The bottle give, and the bottle take
Real truth, the bottle can’t fake
The bottle have a purpose, it have a sake
Mind the limits on the bottle’s intake