This is a song about "Bailey veal"

I don't know.. what you're lookin' for

You a beef starter, suck like dwayne carter

I'm just sellin' my thoughts there

Roast beef medium rare

Quite frankly, these rappers attempt to flank me,

Fuck it its mmg, ima cross of def poetry and potent tree

You used to be my cousin now your a fuckin bum

And this money handsome, ain't that a panty anthem

Penncounting pennys over tha years

And drop dead, no more beef lingers

And smoke out with your bum friends, i'm a beast now,

Cause i run up in them and i make their cats meow

L o u d air i breathe

Im a slave to this beat /who want beef/

Bailey i love you and cant stand to see you wrecked,

I ain't trynna be politically correct