This is a song about "Zac moss"

While my boys crack the beer i sniff the gear

Here's your nigga, come hear this year

And this will be the song that we sing

Too bad, that's the beer talking

On that hard white, i’ll tell you what them scars like

And with any luck i'll make it land on a spike

Up against your ribs causing the stress to spike,

And i like my marijuana bright

So you can ask black thought if i know my roots

We all call him a moose, cant do crap but abuse

I'm a magician so please focus

Feel nervous, moose versus the circus

She got cold feet, my love will be the sun, get it done

Screw a 3-peat , i want it every single season

All i’m hearing is aids, i ain’t deaf in my ear

Causing me to steer, off the path, someone get me a beer,