This is a song about "Pour"

But for present day, i'll pour the gasoline that will set a blaze/

Hear these critics talking now, when i see'em open face

Pour amaretto and get fucked up,

They like talking, its like gossip

The golf wang hooligans, is fucking up the school again

Now i'm kept untamed, blood pour out leave a blood stain

That's what rains for

Pour a little liquor

I'll pour boiling water to peel your face off

In your gold pot addin' extra sauce because

We get the bread and the crumbs, young money

Keep coolin', pour wine and dine all these dimes i see

Gettin' highwhite boys done wrecked their shittryin to check my ride

Cause i pour blood and tears into the lyrics that i write