This is a song about "Grapefruit beer"

So chase the air hide your stash

Nice hotel, nice weed, nice beer, nice ass

Motherfuckers, every time i see the paper

Six pack, of beer is in my refrigerator.

But i overshine ain't no niggas over sean

Master at beer pong coming from hong kong

No contact, beer bottles, and random fights

Young black male, crack sales got me three strikes

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

Causing me to steer, off the path, someone get me a beer,

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

Smoking so much weed and im having a beer/

You stay alive motherfucker, you owe me a beer

In the "city of lights", it's hard to see clear