This is a song about "Pilsner beer"

But he don't rule a thing

Pool sticks flying and beer spilling

No contact, beer bottles, and random fights

Lights bulbs when wearin' that wig, flyin' kites

Tripping chugging beer out of a jug

Rapping roulette, this life is a drug

Six pack, of beer is in my refrigerator.

Shit stress free i ain't even gon' hassle her

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

Father dude that wont put down the beer

A legend out here, and i'm ending careers by the end of my year

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

Strictly menace wear, making off a guinness beer

Don't give a shit so my dick fuck bladders in your ear

Too bad, that's the beer talking

You're uncool like my mother kin