This is a song about "Stout"

You know i'm tryna kill that shit, make sure that urn is out

Similar to drinking stout, i just wanna scream and shout

There's no truth in your life but your lies were stout

But i’ma wait it out i’m bout to see that drought

It's ill-advised giving hours to another broad

Lord- i'm 'bout to sawed off you in the face, cough "stout fraud"