This is a song about "Stout"

It's ill-advised giving hours to another broad

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

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

I go, in when i start putting words out

Similar to drinking stout, i just wanna scream and shout

We ain't on the court but everything is getting boxed out