This is a song about "A burrito with ground beef guacamole and diced tomatos"

Be the king, that was part of my dream

A mans on the ground, and thats not whipped cream

Turned my world in to a play ground

The fourth one, i like to kick around

Equipped with a piece, case you niglets wanted beef

I take em out their misery, make it harder to breathe

Out of the way, with the golden hat on the ground

Smoking loud, blowing down when the law ain't around

It started off with lunitic but now hes in the ground,

They stop the whole game everytime i come around

A nigga better think before he starts beef

They're pulling your sleeve, don't believe

As he bleeds he sees a gun on the ground jumped and grabbed it

Influencing your decisions i can't even get a minute

Test and beef with me you best believe i'll get the grudge settled

Trapped in my own communityone day i'm gonna bust