This is a song about "Empty beer"

Walking with an empty purse

If i sent my dad letters

We're young and we don't give a fuck

On an empty stomach

Close your eyes bitch, i'm all in your ear

Papa took a sip of his beer

Your such a pussy puked on your first beer

Aw shit, the piggy is getting near

At least superficially make the conversation less empty

And the life i live is hell see, i never thought i'd see

Go over there right next to that empty beer

She seem a little brave, but i sense the fear

Could you speak up and stop mu-mumbling, i don't think you came in clear

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

Big money, all the hoes here, hd, i came so clear

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