This is a song about "Pilsner beer"

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

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

Master at beer pong coming from hong kong

Cuz you f-frontin and f-fakin its just plain wrong

She shift my gears and whispered in my ear

Strictly menace wear, making off a guinness beer

Ho, slut, no love, turn beef to cold cuts

And drinking cheap beer with no buzz, out of old cups

Dad abuses the beer

I wish i could live with no fear

Papa set the beer down on the table and started to tear

A bunch of temptation facing when your wife ain’t there

Laugh at the money that's stuck in the chandelier

Smoking so much weed and im having a beer/

Six pack, of beer is in my refrigerator.

Wit’ some killers and everybody know who we are