This is a song about "Beat up bril le"

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

And i ain't worried bout a damn thang, with unconditional love

I'm longer than em: i ain't talking no rockin republic

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

Beat around the bush, told you be straight up

Thick legs, big ole jugs legs stick like rims on the truck

I'm killin it anyway, beat it up like my name's rocky

Get a bottle of ciroc and take a chopper to the party

Pocket racked up all big faces

Tearing this beat up, tough tough,

I can always go home and look down my street

Before they split up, i made one more beat

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

Together all the timethought it was true love

I beat myself up too much

Yeah, we get this cabbage