This is a song about "Root beer"

Everybody loves to root for a nuisance

She seen that geechi shit, ain't been to church since

Slanging and drinking beer.....

The vision is quite clear

Seriously, skipping class flipping the bird sipping beer

I have your hearts as if i stabbed it with a spear

Money is the root of evil.

Lady at the frank stand will

Too bad, that's the beer talking

Don't want to be the king

Your such a pussy puked on your first beer

Laugh at the money that's stuck in the chandelier

Where my soldiers at, no longer drug dealers

Drinking skunky beer underneath the bleachers

See me off the bay with san quinn in a beige coupe

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