This is a song about "Beat up"

Cold nights, long fights, beat up right under the street light.

I heard that statistic i almost cried

Classless niggas ask me if they give a fuck

When there's a fork in the road, confidence beat up,

Busta-ass motherfuckers tried to flee

I beat the pussy up like im rocky

I live the street life, ya heard? guns, money and birds

I'm an audio bully, beat up your speakers

Then to be in my face asking for a rose cup

Beat that pussy up and then i call my boys up

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

He said you're better without him, i'm not the only fuck

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

Last time i check, that was the biggest racist party