This is a song about "Pour"

Pour my beers for my peoples under the stairs

See my jordans spark, you ain't got no airs

I ain't did shit officer

Pour a little liquor

I fathered the game, feel like i'm watching my sons floss

Weielded knife to slice ya flesh open an pour out like a gurl was

When they twist and talk with they fingers

Pour gasoline on her purse, yeah the bleached nurse

Of being pour with no ambitions, house the size of a kitchen.

I wanna live my life and ball, make a couple million

Shame on ya'll, you tryna ball with the game on pause

I'll pour boiling water to peel your face off