This is a song about "Beer and"

So on my way here i hit a couple of queer

Amir better be up in here cuz hes gotta buy the beer,

I have your hearts as if i stabbed it with a spear

Maybe just a nice cold brew, what's a beer

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

And all we lack is communication like service sucks

Tripping chugging beer out of a jug

I'm tall, dark, skinny, my ears are big as fuck

Papa set the beer down on the table and started to tear

Tell me where my soldiers at? put yo' pistols in the air

And if my mother answer, i'll ask her

Six pack, of beer is in my refrigerator.

What you might’ve thought the vision still clear

Drinking a forty ounce beer

You see the way i move, i am in another gear

Strictly menace wear, making off a guinness beer