This is a song about "Beat up bril le"

We have so much in common, starting at the feet

Before they split up, i made one more beat

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

I'll be beating this beat up like solomon grundy

Tinted out, you ain't seeing through

Beat it up and slide right under you.

I heat up every beat, rest in peace kid, you're fire struck

But she only fuck with boss niggas - lames, you outta luck

Trying to get back to this thing called love

Tearing this beat up, tough tough,

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

My paper long, yep, you left alone, you gets no fucks

Then i'll beat you up till your vibrating

Dmv so we used to the waiting

Man but this ain't no sign language

I beat myself up too much