This is a song about "Empty beer"

On an empty stomach

Course not, i'm big like horse nut

Okay he’s gone now, roll her eyes when he whispers in her ear

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

Papa took a sip of his beer

Y'all all passe, stuck up on last year

Ain't that your worst fear

Drinking a forty ounce beer

Pool sticks flying and beer spilling

Polo purple like the dope i'm hitting

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

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

My kick game be making fifa envy

Ninety percent of words spoken are empty.

Slanging and drinking beer.....

In the same year