This is a song about "Running out of beer"

Okay i am running out of time

And now these hoes are on my line

And drinking cheap beer with no buzz, out of old cups

And my brains travel like yung berg jewels

I'm running amok in a village of villians and sluts

And finally, everyone got their own problems

Light dudes had the girls looking there all year

Papa took a sip of his beer

Running out of patience, but being patients the key

And all women who had light features, see

I leave most motherfuckers with suppressed lungs running out of air supply,

So you she would hide cause she thought of me as a typical guy

Said i'll return but i gotta fight the fate's arrived

Running out of time your hour glass collided with my ill mind,