This is a song about "Beers by the bagload"

So by the ignorant wondered rise

You heard the price, on my neck herds of ice

Odd future leaving even niggas in past tense

Pour my beers for my peoples under the stairs

But i'm sitting here downing beers simply just wishing

Tryin’ to bag a brother with a super bowl ring

You other brothers can’t deny

Waving goodbye when the clouds roll by

She glammed up behind that eyeliner i know there's tears

Chilling with some smoking maybe just a couple beers,

These hoes thuggin, these nigga's bitches don’t know the difference

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

By the way, they don't know

Whip purple and yellow, hello

By lightening the spark

Swear they go hard