This is a song about "Empty beer"

You see the way i move, i am in another gear

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

I'm through trial, no more smiles, for a couple years

Drinking skunky beer underneath the bleachers

Too bad, that's the beer talking

Don't want to be the king

Drinking a forty ounce beer

Which made me have to wait like leap year

Papa took a sip of his beer

Unable to think clear

Walking with an empty purse

This ones for the lovers

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

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

Dad abuses the beer

Man that's my worst fear