This is a song about "Root beer"

Give them bitches the boot if they can't perform the square root

That's all a nigga needs, i get through without food

I would speed chase but nothing is in the clear

Go over there right next to that empty beer

Here's your nigga, come hear this year

Smoking so much weed and im having a beer/

Money is the root of all evil

Lady at the frank stand will

Drinking skunky beer underneath the bleachers

I refuse to be another being on this earth

Dad abuses the beer

Man that's my worst fear

Let my angel sing

Too bad, that's the beer talking