This is a song about "Beat it up"

I'm an audio bully, beat up your speakers

See me, i’d rather cut let ya body give birth

Let's have a toast for this new love

Beat up, tortured and all the bruises

Will i, succeed, paranoid from the weed

Wait, i'm down let me squash it on this beat,

To this beat and let it creep up ya' spine

Of a nigga that don't give a fuck about time

It set in stone in these poems there ain’t nothing bogus

Beat up from the feet up and it won't sound that precocious.

'cuz i be flowing, riding up on the beat, and that's dope and you ain't even know it,

I love it when it's girl upon girl with one manay, put your butt on my mustache, fuck that

It looks like the ghetto has us beat

Sometimes i think, what i need

Then i'll beat you up till your vibrating

Get off a key like i can’t sing