This is a song about "Beer and cigarette"

I got a swisher full of grass gettin ashed like a cigarette

Bet you thirty dollars you find her like cartman found kenny, dead

She gotta hold her head up high

And beer as long as your mom is here! my

And drinking cheap beer with no buzz, out of old cups

And you ain't gettin' it, 'til you start payin' jewels

No contact, beer bottles, and random fights

For being jealous of a brother when he rides

Y’all talk about your wine chill and your beer cold,

We forever be real, we'll never fold

One time for the ville that cole rep

Be quite while i light this cigarette

Drinking a forty ounce beer

Which made me have to wait like leap year