This is a song about "Butterscotch mocha beer"

Nice hotel, nice weed, nice beer, nice ass

That passed on, they in heaven, found peace at last

Drinking skunky beer underneath the bleachers

And i get it cheaper, i cop bricks like sneakers

Tripping chugging beer out of a jug

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

Ironin' you niggas now it's time to starch the shit

Blast the music up real loud, weed, beer, smokin' chronic,

Me against you the movie of the year

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

My pistol close in handconvinced this is my year

Go over there right next to that empty beer

And life's a bitch, don't hit women so i bit her

Six pack, of beer is in my refrigerator.