This is a song about "Porch and beers"

Ignorant denim no wonder i got mad kicks

Corona beers with a round of alligator clips

All them bitches converse with me off that react juice

Stand on your porch and ill introduce

Trying to get back to this thing called love

Frowned tears, downed beers, use my pen for ideas,

Everybody outside on the porch,radio blasting neighbors telling us to turn it down

Look at this girl her names miley we all used to call her smiley, now sutty is tossed around,

7 beers deep, brass knuckle da creep

And we stumpinbut can't catch the beat

Forever i ain't run yet and i never will

Sit on crates on my porch watching with a loaded rifle,

And i don't do colorful jeans or shiny kicks

Corona beers with a round of alligator clips

All you wanna do is get that stick

Fist pump chumps, here's to two beers, get too sick