"Drink Up" (Drunkology)

As the days go by, my stress level's getting high,
This school has drove me crazy man, it's been a bumpy ride,
I haven't prayed in a while, God please show me a sign,
Because lately I've been living with this drink by my side

It started at Rowan U, needed a break from those papers,
Me and my homies pre-gamed, Gatorade was the chaser,
Mixed it with Burnett's peach, and the rest I drunk straight,
Fade away like Kobe Bryant with every shot that I take

After that we hit the party, Frat house was too lit,
It was packed full of bitches, there was nowhere to sit,
This liquid courage kicking in, now I don't give a fuck,
More and more as I was sipping on this beer in my cup

I'm feeling like the man, I started dancing with some ladies,
This one girl threw her fat ass back on me, that shit was crazy,
Then I was dancing with this white girl, started kissing on her neck,
We made out for a couple minutes, man that night was the best

The next occasion was at my boy's house for Saint Paddy's day,
Where I planned to have some fun and get ripped out my brain,
I took an Uber over there, reached the spot before nine,
I got passed a couple brewskies and I drank to kill time

I learned to play beer pong, the vibe was so great,
It's true that you aim better with the more that you drink,
I'm feeling good now, got 5 beers in my system,
I'm laughing and I'm smiling, dapping dudes like I missed them

I walk over to the table with my boys and we toast,
With some green colored vodka that started burning my throat,
I took three shots, and after that I was smashed,
I saw the girl that I've been eyeing for a while in class

I wanted to dance with her so bad and maybe​ even make out,
But after a while she was tired so she just made her way out,
I walked in to the living room and then I sat on the couch,
Watching everybody else, next thing I know, I blacked out

Those shots caught up to me, I was out like a light,
Shit was a blur to me, I don't remember the rest of that night,
Apparently my boy tried to wake me up but I wasn't really budging,
He smacked me hard a couple times but still it did nothing

I woke up the next morning, I turned around in my bed,
Hangover on 100, felt like I got hit in the head,
My stomach's doing CrossFit, I'm feeling pretty nauseous,
My mouth was really dry, I drank some water from the faucet

Nowadays I'm chugging Coors or sipping New Amsterdam,
Anything to take the stress away, not giving a damn,
I swear I'm an alcoholic, I don't know what's wrong with me,
I withdrew from my Bible class and picked up drunkology

This feeling that liquor gave me was just as good as getting pussy,
The drama and academics mixed together really pushed me,
Past the limit, now I'm hitting glasses like a lay up,
Waking up every morning telling myself it's time to drink up