This is a song about "Pussy beer"

Perhaps it's just a fantasy

I think you're a pussy

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

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

Said she had nice pussy

Hail mary nigga, run quick see

You no good like a stripper with a "a" cup

Tripping chugging beer out of a jug

I would speed chase but nothing is in the clear

Strictly menace wear, making off a guinness beer

Dad abuses the beer

But my brother got a year

Drinking skunky beer underneath the bleachers

And my friend's aim at knees, sparking heaters