This is a song about "Beer bong"

Look, by the end of this song

Smack a bong, rip the gong

Causing me to steer, off the path, someone get me a beer,

My life's based upon what i'mma do this year

But there's nothin' wrong with that, in fact here's a posthumous beer!

Don’t grin on me wit’ them long stares, you ain’t god unless no fear

Like i wasn't going for like mix-tape of the year

You stay alive motherfucker, you owe me a beer

Master at beer pong coming from hong kong

And then i'll lay you down and record soft porn

I like a down-lookin, all for it, flower bomb

Once i get a job imma pimp my bong

I've been so thorough, that's what i boast for

Six pack, of beer is in my refrigerator.

Like keep grinding boy, your life can change in one year

Can't you give me some time just to sip my beer?