This is a song about "Beers"

Just cause you change what you pitching, don’t make the difference

Corona beers with a round of alligator clips

Fist pump chumps, here's to two beers, get too sick

Puts the pieces of decomposing bodies in plastic

Because your booty mad thick behind them juicy ass lips

Speak, motherfucker, before i hit you with bottles of beers.

Crucifix pieces, necklace with jesus

Frowned tears, downed beers, use my pen for ideas,

Pour my beers for my peoples under the stairs

Listen here, i ain't lookin for no tears

But i'm sitting here downing beers simply just wishing

If they not talking no bread than we ain't listening

Kids use to make fun of my pointy ass ears, so i started chuggin beers,

I'm on the verge of excellence kill em off with no evidence